Stavanger Bay Life's a little sideways

Floki noticed the subtle change in his brother's speech pattern, and had his eyes been closed, he might have mistaken Tevinter's voice for Ragnar's. It was curious, considering they had both spent minimal time with their father, but he felt a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips. Somehow, it just seemed right for Tevinter to take after Ragnar; where Floki failed to honor their father, he knew that Tevinter would make up for it.

Beyond the accent, Tevinter's actual words were concerning. Floki worried about the population of wolves near Stavanger Bay. There was nothing they could really do about it, since the territory was unclaimed, but he didn't like the thought of these roguish wolves disrespecting their childhood home. He hummed thoughtfully under his breath before replying.

"She knows," he confirmed; Thistle Cloud and Charon were both aware of what had happened to Ragnar's grave. Ironically, he realized that Charon's thoughts had almost mirrored Tevinter's exactly. Maybe there was hope for the estranged brothers to reunite in time, though Floki certainly wouldn't be the one to try to push either strong-willed wolf towards the other. "You're right," was his quiet response, accompanied by a wistful smile. He hesitated before sharing any further information about his personal life, but then was unable to keep the dam from bursting.

"I'm not great, actually. Wildfire left Moonspear," he said, averting his eyes to the ocean. Surely Tevinter would want more information, but he refrained, first contemplating how to deliver the details without divulging too much.