The Lightning Strike

Tatsuya spent most of his time now tending to his cache. He had wanted to return to Neverwinter Forest to expand on his resources, but due to a certain someone, he was not able to make the journey back. However, his spat with Iqniq may have been a blessing in disguise: night fell upon them all and with it came unease. The very heavens changed to an orange hue, empty of the lulling shades that nighttime brings. This...I don't like this. The bistre male left the security of his habitation, shambling to an elevated area to look over the Spine and beyond.
INDENTAs soon as his eyes fell upon those obstreperous clouds rolling and circulating in the distance, his heart jumped into his throat. Deities preserve us. Tatsuya has lived through his fair share of fatal storms, but never has he seen anything like this. The crack of lightning, the air currents that now pushed against him, the promise of torrential rain...It was overwhelming, frightening, and energizing. Enchanted, Tatsuya stared at the tumultuous weather. He could not look away from this efficacious, savage phenomenon that created and destroyed their world.
INDENTThe air suddenly became electrified, making his furs bristle instinctively.
INDENT“ちくしょう!” Profanity fell from his maw as he descended, notably spooked, scuttling down and back into his den. Upset, he looked over to the assortment of plants he had gathered from meandering the wilds. His herbs laid unflurried and orderly, but many in number. If we have to vacate the premises, I won't be able to carry them all. “ちくしょう!” he repeated, this time in frustration rather than fear. All that work...What a waste.
INDENTA cacophony claimed the Spine's skies now, the tone urgent. It drew the wolf from the confines of his den, ears straining to interpret the notes. Tonravik and a number of other wolves beckoned: We are here. Where are you? Not wanting to leave the call unanswered, Tatsuya called back with I am here! I will be late, but I will arrive soon! His position known, he went back into his den for the last time, separating his cache into two categories: herbs with more notable properties and those with less. It took him all of three minutes to categorize his plants, mouth filled to the brim with what he – as a Healer – could make use of in the moment and the weeks to come. It pained him to part with the rest. Maybe everything left behind will still be here once they returned...? Don't get your hopes up.
INDENTFinished, Tatsuya sprinted to Tonravik's location. All in all, it took him a couple minutes to gather his cache, organize it, and head out to meet with his leaders. If they were to be displeased with his tardiness, he could easily counter with the probability of injury thanks to this atrocious weather. Hopefully no one will come to harm but it was better to be safe than to be sorry.
INDENTGait slowing, he reached those gathered around the expectant mother. Echelon was there, tiny but fiercely custodial. Aegeus, standing tall and stalwart. And another wolf who he has yet to meet. He resembled Aariak to an extent, fur matted in some areas with dried blood. As for everyone else, they were absent. Arverk...Where was he? Struck by the azure eyed male's absence, he looked down; dour. Did something happen...?