Firefly Ravine a seven nation army couldn't hold me back

Sometimes Stark felt like there was no hope - not truly. The Ostregas were gone, Octavia was gone, and things around the Wilds seemed strangely shifting. There were packs vanishing around him and it left questions as to the state of his own. He felt they were more secure now than they had been a month ago, having Banner help him was a huge relief. Things seemed to be on the right track, at any rate. The nearby pack had vanished and Stark was exploring their territory when an unknown scent caught his nose. 

He didn't know enough about the Dragons other than the whispers of what Octavia had said months ago - but now, honestly, he second guessed nearly everything that she had told him when they had met. How long had her mind been slipping like this, struggling to make sense of what was going on. How long had her reality been different from what everyone else knew? Still, in a measure of good faith and not wanting to drum up any other altercations, the Alpha lifted his head and released a howl - just calling for anyone nearby. There was no urgency, no threat in his call. Just common interest in information.