Moonspear keep getting this feeling you wanna leave this all behind

The gentle touch from Aria was welcomed, though Floki wasn't sure how to process the news that she delivered. He shook his head slowly, lips pursed with concern. If the locusts had taken everything from Moonspear to Donnelaith, then what about the rest of the wilds? What about Tevinter's pack at Saltwinter, or Wildfire's family at Redhawk Caldera? He thought briefly of Fox, then realized he had been holding his breath and exhaled slowly.

"This is insane. I've never seen anything like it," he said. Already, the forest seemed still; the limbs, stripped bare of their leaves, had nothing to offer to the prey that had once flourished there. There were no birds or squirrels to be seen. The solemnity sent a chill down Floki's spine. Meeting Aria's pale gaze, he wondered aloud, "What are your plans? Should we...go see how things are out there?" They had been planning a trip, after all, but it suddenly seemed much less joyous.