Moonspear won't you stay till the am?

I'm such a slowpoke these days, sorry!

Floki's frown deepened as Aria started to explain the complicated relationship between Donnelaith and the new wolves of Stavanger Bay. She spoke emphatically before cutting herself off sheepishly and announcing that they simply had rubbed her the wrong way. But to Floki, it sounded like this pack had it all wrong -- forging an alliance with a youth, and then expecting to be allowed free roam of someone else's territory?

"They sound...weird," he said, wrinkling his nose. He had half a mind to go do some investigating on his own -- and maybe recruit Kjalarr to join him -- but he knew that his brother was busy with a new leadership position and puppies on the way. And it seemed that he had made peace with the loss of Stavanger Bay; maybe it was time for Floki to do the same. "Well, I'm sorry it ended that way. But, hey, you picked a great place to live now," he teased with a smile.

He stepped away from her, shifting like he was going to start climbing the mountain, and looked back at her. "Want to do some exploring? I can show you around," he invited.