Moonspear an angel should never fall

Floki nodded his head, conjuring up a map of Stavanger Bay in his mind. He could clearly picture the trees near the heart of the territory, though he would have to venture there himself to pinpoint the tallest one. Maybe he would take Wildfire with him and go for a visit -- she had expressed a desire to see the ocean and his former home.

"I wonder who is taking care of it," he mused out loud; his first thought was that it was Thistle Cloud, but he doubted that their mother was making the trek from Moonspear regularly now that they had moved. He then gave another firm nod. "I'll help, too," he offered. It was the least he could do; after all, Ragnar had given him life.