Sea Lion Shores with arms wide open

The lanky boy leaned into his brother as Charon pressed his nose against his cheek. He was so happy that Charon was back -- and that he had been the one to find him! Sure, Charon had howled first and had alerted Floki to his whereabouts, but he would be the one at the Beta's side when they returned to Stavanger Bay. Floki's chest swelled with pride.

He took a step back, leveling his older sibling with his fierce blue gaze as Charon explained what had happened. His brow creased as the story came out: he had been attacked by some other wolf. Instinctively, his hackles bristled. He was surprised to feel anger rising within him; he felt defensive and protective of Charon, and it upset him to find out that he had been hurt.

"Who was it?" Floki asked, as though ready to go fight Charon's assailant himself. He had endured enough tragedy in his short life -- he couldn't help but feel vengeful towards the individual who had brought more pain to his family.