Moonspear end of days

When the first bugs had started buzzing around Floki's head, he hadn't thought anything of it. He had warded them off with twitches of his ears and flicks of his tail, assuming that they were just annoyances brought on by the warmer weather. But as the day wore on and the insects became more and more prominent, he started to get weirded out. It was hard to move around without stepping on or being otherwise assaulted by locusts, and it was even hard to hear anything beyond their persistent clacking.

In fact, he almost couldn't make out the sound of a howl from the borders. He gave his head a shake and grimaced when an insect unceremoniously fell out of his ear canal, then began to make his way down the mountainside. He hoped that there would be fewer pests when he reached flat ground.

He was so distracted that he didn't even lay eyes on the wolf waiting for him until he was all too close. When he did glance up, he stopped in his tracks and his heart plummeted into his stomach. Wildfire? With wide eyes, the yearling stared for a long moment, his nose working furiously. He quickly deduced that it was not his ex-girlfriend, but the similarities were uncanny...and he gulped when he realized that this female was probably related to her.

"Uh, hi," he called out over the din, forcing his legs to carrying him awkwardly forward.