luck and pluck

Hope you don't mind if I join in too! :)

When he heard the howl, Floki paused. He had been strolling along the beach, enjoying his last days with the sand between his toes. He would miss the roar of the waves and the scent of the salty breeze, but he was excited to move on. In fact, he had even done a bit of exploring himself, roving down towards Moonspear and Nocturne Summit and acquainting himself with the rockier terrain.

Curious as to who was calling, he turned his paws towards the border. He was growing taller each day, so his strides had lengthened accordingly. It didn't take him nearly as long to reach his destination as it would have when he was younger; at nearly six months old, Floki was beginning to resemble his adult stature.

He arrived in time to see Charon approaching a dark-coated wolf and hear him call out. His ears pricked and his pulse accelerated with excitement; this was Ame, the wolf whose pack they would soon be merging with. The lanky youth approached his brother, reaching out to bump his snout against his shoulder, then he turned his blue eyes towards Amekaze. "I'm Charon's brother Floki," he said, unable to keep from grinning.