Blackbeak Bluff you got yourself in a dangerous zone

At first Whip thought the matriarch was referring to Astraios, the consort who had followed the Neriedes north at Meteora's side. Whip had not known him well, nor had he spoken with the other consort at length (for at the time, Whip didn't speak to anyone at length), but he had heard of his unfortunate fate. The snows had killed him. Having already experianced the sharp pain of loss, Whip felt oddly untouched by the news. He wept for the dead -- but not for poor Astraios.

But, it was not the consort that Whip had seen that Akantha remembered. A few moments after hearing the name Atlas, Whip realised he was mistaken in his assumption. The consort she described, Whip felt himself to be somewhat similar (as most consorts were). He served. He followed blindly. These were traits that sirens both desired and demanded. However, there was a familiar quality to the matriarch's voice. It was not harsh or commanding. It was soft. Reflective.

Whip took to the matriarch's side and looked upon her downcast face. In the knitted lines of her brow, Whip could see loss. "What happened to him?" he asked.