Fire...what else is there?

@Echelon Quick spree to survey the damage!

They'd made it to the moonspear and waited out the storm. It'd been... a high stress kind of night and he hadn't slept well at all. None of them had. After the winds came the rain. With the rains came more wind. After that? A howl unlike any other followed by an eerie quiet that made his heart sink within his chest. Something told him whatever they found wouldn't be good. The fire that had started just before they'd departed hung with him. That picture wasn't pretty in his head.

He was restless. He noticed Echelon seemed a bit unsettled too. The fleet-footed coywolf needed something to put her mind at rest... or maybe he was just projecting his own feelings on her. Either way, he'd excused both of them from their gathering after leaving a word with Tonravik and Nanuk. They'd scout the packlands and see what remained of them.

Iqniq walked. His pace was quicker than usual as he wished to get this over with. A low grumble was held within his chest. A foreboding tightness held it there, lodged within his barrel of a chest as he pressed forward. Realizing this, he shook his head and nudged her with his shoulder, trying to distract himself.