Moonspear Day to day grind

Floki was at least reassured when Dash agreed that he had heard the same thing; he wasn't just imagining it. But this incited a new feeling of worry within him, and he frowned as he fell into step behind Dash, following his packmate as they traced their way alongside the river. Even as they moved, Floki became aware of the sound of splashing accompanied by more tiny voices, these ones expressed at a louder volume.

The two males followed the natural bend of the creek and were rewarded with the sight of two puppies. By now, they were both wet and were wrestling on the shore, totally oblivious to the approaching adults. Floki was briefly relieved and even allowed the right side of his mouth to quirk upward into a grin. They were just having fun; he and Jorunn had pushed the limits of their childhood together on more than one occasion, and he remembered those days fondly.

But Dash was right. Charon and Ame likely didn't authorize this little field trip. Floki stepped towards his nieces, his gaze lingering on the dark one as he tried to figure out her identity. Hydra? Lyra? Alya? He wasn't quite sure. "Hi girls," he said softly, so as not to startle them.