Moonspear i'll show you how to win

Floki's emotions had been in turmoil the last few days. He was angry at Goober, worried about Wildfire, and hopeful that Charon would track down her assailant. Simultaneously, he was altogether unsure of his future with Wildfire and was walking on eggshells around her. He kept an eye on her, checking in every few hours between patrols, but still refrained from getting too close -- physically or emotionally. It was a lot for the two youths to handle, considering their age and immaturity.

When Charon called for him, Floki veritably flew down the mountainside. He had been eagerly anticipating his brother's return. Normally, he would approach the Alpha with a friendly countenance, but his expression was dark and his brow was furrowed as he closed the gap. His ears were pressed forward, his blue eyes bright with the need for information. "Did you find him?" he asked, cutting to the chase and knowing that Charon would appreciate his direct line of questioning.