Moonspear Lights go down

Floki had finished his last patrol hours ago, and had intended to call it an early night, but for some reason he was still awake as dusk gathered around him. He strolled around the lower reaches of the mountainside, breathing the crisp, frigid air and trying to clear his mind. He still clung tightly to the anger he felt towards Tevinter, but the swiftly darkening sky suddenly made him see things from a different perspective.

He paused, blinking in the shadows. Tevinter suffered from a visual impairment that kept him from seeing properly in broad daylight. Therefore, he was most active at sunset and into the night. For the first time, Floki considered what that would be like. He frowned, realizing that it would have a major impact on his day-to-day life. The last thing he wanted to do at the moment was empathize with his twin, but the wall of frustration slowly began to break down.

His ears flicked when he heard a soft voice calling his name. He pivoted, paws crunching in the snow, and replied to Wildfire. "I'm right here," he said, standing stock still to allow her to track him down.