Moonspear We move like the ocean

Her sympathy was welcome. Although he had informed both Charon and Amekaze of the incident, it felt good to fill Wildfire in too. The only other wolf who should have been privy to this knowledge was Tevinter -- but as Floki had no earthly idea where his twin was at that very moment, Tevinter would have to remain in the dark. He shook his head slowly, his gaze straying to the sky outside their little hideaway.

"I don't know. It seems pretty heinous. I mean, I can't imagine doing that to someone's grave," he replied, obviously thinking through the whole situation as he spoke. His words came slowly and thoughtfully. "I know that Ragnar had a lot of enemies, so it could be someone who hated him. But I also met a couple of strange wolves that had settled nearby, and something about them seemed...suspicious. So it could have been them," he continued, wrinkling his nose as he thought of Ferahgo and his comrade.

He sighed. "I'm not really sure how I feel about it. He was my dad, but I hardly knew him, and I don't think he was the nicest guy. I guess I'm mad, but it's not like there's anything I can do..." His voice trailed off as he nibbled at his lower lip.