Whitefish River I'm comin' home

He chuckled. I was trying, he joked. But, I'm sure it will be much more fun with you, he said, a smile on his maw. It disappeared, though, when she asked about his sight. Um, sort of. You're a blur. I wouldn't have known who you were, even this close, if I hadn't been able to smell you, he confessed. It's better than it was, though. Before, I couldn't see anything at all. Everything was just black. It had been scary, and something he never wanted to relive.

How is everyone else? Floki? he asked, worried they had lost a wolf during that manic hunt. Never before had he witnessed everything go wrong that could go wrong. He hadn't seen Floki since he flew off the edge, nor had he seen the rest, aside from Ame and Charon when the trio chased after the wolf who had thrown himself off the cliff and into the goat. He had caused all this, and if Dash ever recovered his full eyesight, he would be sure to hunt him down. This was not over.