disappear

*sux bad*

The sound of Iqniq prompted Tonravik to move in that direction without delay. She shuffled to the side of Nanuk with a lifted head, ears preened forward as she looked to the broken area that showed signs of something occurring. While there were no direct answers yet, Tonravik lowered her head to inhale deeply. The scent of Ivitaruk was surely there, and her jaw clenched.

Tonravik took two steps ahead, sniffing. Nothing there... but perhaps westward... Tonravik looked back to the red male and then to Nanuk. If her comrade had survived this, there would be a time he would return. Perhaps he had not, to lead this adamant beast away... if he lived, she wondered if he would return, or if he would report to another branch as sometimes would happen. Tonravik did not desire to think of if he was dead. But if he was... he was sure to be avenged.