Emberwood The heart wants what it wants

Arion supposed that while his fighting skills might have gone a bit rusty when he arrived at Teekon Wilds, his running was still as swift as the wind and therefore he was still as fast as ever. He thanked the gods that his speed had been enough for him to escape the raging inferno relatively unharmed. Sure, he had a burn on his paw, but that was so minor that it didn't really hurt the battle hardened warrior. Surprisingly, even after that, he still thought of fire as beautiful. He loved these things, things that were so beautiful yet so dangerous at the sametime. Perhaps that was why he loved the sea so much too, because water could be as dangerous as fire; maybe even more.

He didn't understand how some wolves thought that the sea couldn't be more dangerous than fire. Why not? Stupid idiots. Water could kill just like fire could. But nevermind that now.

He met up with Saena and Reek in the Emberwood, and was secretly thankful that they were alive though outwardly he remained as aloof as ever. It wouldn't do anyone good to show that he cared for anyone (even though that probably knew); he didn't need a tarnished reputation on top of everything. Though why should he care about his pride? After all, they were homeless now, and technically packless too. Now, they were just a band of wolves, no longer a pack. So while Reek somehow managed to sleep, Arion was kept awake by the thoughts that plagued his mind. To go? Or to stay?

His thoughts was interrupted by Saena's howl. Immediately, he stood up and stared around with wide eyes; by the looks of him, with his bristling fur, he had thought there was an attack. Thankfully, none of that happened. Good. Now what was he supposed to do next? Ah..yes, meet up with Saena.

Somehow he forgot that Reek was there, and began making his way to where Saena was before the ragged male even beckoned him. He didn't do it on purpose, not really, he was too occupied to remember mundane details like how the (former?) Alpha had been next to him.

The Greek stopped and waited when he arrived, tail flicking impatiently behind him. Surely, someone other than the golden trio had survived the fire. But for a long time, no one came, and Arion began to grow anxious which made him start pacing back and forth to get rid of his nerves. Then someone came, but not who he was expecting. They were the two Amazons. The black one he knew from the Sebastian encounter in Larksong Grotto; the other one was the one he met in Phoenix Maplewood.

He nodded to Nochtli, and flashed the healer a brief smile but otherwise, remained absolutely silent. Where were the others? His question was answered in a second when Ryker burst into the scene, coughing as he did so. Well, at least Arion hadn't made a mistake accepting him; he had been capable enough to escape the raging fire. Then Wynter came, which was totally unexpected as he'd thought she had left.

None of his thoughts showed on his face. Instead, he continued calmly pacing, alert for any others who may have lived.