City's Burning

Thanks for the participation. @Alkha and @Salamander are still welcome to join at any time!

He took a lap. Running, he paused here and there to howl and sniff at the wind. All the wolf markings in this area were so frequent it was difficult to tell if any were fresh. With the bellowing winds ripping through the trees, it was near impossible to howl or smell anything at all. His best hope was to encounter whatever pack family remained so he ran and howled here and there with the hopes that his voice would carry.

He found one, or rather, Arverk found him. The wolf collided with his shoulder, effectively rocking him enough to stagger and stumble until he fully righted himself. "Arverk!" He nudged the wolf affectionately before tipping his head, indicating for the wolf to join him. "Have you seen Aupârtok yet? Or Alkha? Aariak? Aegaus?" There were many more names he could have listed of members both new and old. He didn't know who'd joined up with Tonravik already, which meant he could only hope they all made it out alive.

"Run with me," he said over the wind before taking off with another howl. I am here! With both of them, they'd be able to run with each other in their peripheral and cover more ground. When they circled back towards the valley near the summit pond, they'd ascend again and rejoin with Nanuk and whoever she managed to find.

Thunder rolled. Lightning flashed. The time between them was growing shorter. The storm was getting closer. Too close.