Moonspear Running Start

The running wolf had caught Floki's attention from a distance; he was busily marking the borders, ensuring that his scent was heavily mingled with Amekaze's and Charon's. After his encounter with Lazarus, he had doubled his efforts, refusing to allow uncertainty to settle into his mind. There had been a few weeks after Wildfire's departure in which he had kept to himself, but he now understood that such a lifestyle was no longer an option.

He saw the blur of white and, after kicking up dirt with his hind paws, loped after his racing packmate. She moved swiftly through the trees and he found he couldn't keep up with her. By the time he finally reached her, she was taking a break, drinking deeply from a stream. "You must be thirsty after all that running," Floki quipped as he paused nearby, tail elevated but swinging in a friendly manner. He didn't anticipate that she would react to his presence the way Lazarus had, but he was wary all the same.