City's Burning

The winds destroyed any semblance of preparedness the Spine had. The remaining members wandered aimlessly now to try and find one another, to come together and survive this chaotic mess. A bark, though faint, made the female leader skid to a halt, dirt flying from underneath her paws as she spun to search the scene behind her. Tatsuya. Any previous issue with him was gone in that moment, a rough nip to his shoulder signifying her acceptance of his presence and the reason he was here. 

She turned to start moving again, a brisk walk her pace at first before her stride opened up to carry her along a stretch of the borders again. There were no other wolves that she saw. Looking to Kapvik, Kroc sought to gauge his expression to see if he saw or smelled another, but there was none to be had. At this point, any stragglers had to find their way to the Moonspear, without the pack. While the goal was to leave none behind, they had to remain alive for the last ones to come back to. 

"To Iqniq!" She shouted into the wind, nudging him hard in her rush to grab his attention. Spinning on their heels, Nanuk now led the other to the pond where Tonravik had left from. The storm overhead only worsened, rolling in like a wave building speed. She did not want to be here when it crashed against the Spine. But the red wolf was not too far ahead and she pulled to a stop, gold eyes glancing over Arverk. Four was their count; Salamander, Alkha, and Aegeus were still out there. "We need to get moving. They can rejoin us later." The storm would not pause because they had not gathered everyone. She knew Iqniq would be aware of that.