Silvertip Mountain Another road to travel

June is late to the gathering, but though distraction pulls her awry more than once on her way, she's nevertheless drawn in by the co-mingled smells and sounds of many wolves. Though generally quiet and introverted, June is also drawn to social interaction, and this drags her out of the shadows of the mountains to view whatever spectacle has the pack in such a tizzy. The small coltish thing approachs on light paws, craning her neck to peek around the wolf ahead of her (Chaska), and that's when she spots Mason's freckled fur. She hastens her steps, sensing something amiss, and when she sees FitzDutiful, it's with the innate animal understanding that he isn't there anymore.

This does nothing to quell the banshee-like shriek that tears from his childish daughter's muzzle as she breaks through the crowd, for now heedless of them all, and collapses atop FitzDutiful. For June, the loss of a loved one hits like a pile of bricks. She has yet to mature to the point of being composed what with her developmental hurdles, and even Mason's calm and steadying presence is not enough to keep his sister in check. She sobs openly across FitzDutiful's cold and still flank, and remains there until someone forcibly pulls her to her feet and away from her deceased daddy.