Northstar Vale -- wretched, wretched leviathan

@Rannoch !

The wolven embodiement of fury lumbered his way into the Teekons.  

A rage kindled inside of him — a bonfire engorged at the sight of his littlest sister's body, willowy and lifeless and broken there upon the shore.  For a moment he had thought (and perhaps even hoped) that it was Brienne laying on the sand but this thought came simply out of that brooding anger he had for her. Because this, whatever it was, was her fault entirely.

That anger would have to be dealt with later though as he had to find his middle sister before anything could be dealt with, before the wretch could be confronted.  Mattias searched, staying along the coastline until he caught the scent of his precious Brienne, following it far into the woods.  He worried for her; the scent of blood intermingled with her scent but as it seemed his sister had traveled the scent wavered and eventually died off, leaving just the girl's crisp scent for him to follow.

Days passed and he arrived at the border of a pack where her scent was the strongest; it seemed to the titan that she had been marking these borders.  The fury welled up inside him again — how dare she abandon her family?  How dare she appoint herself a new pack, a new life without so much as casting a glance back at those who loved her!  Urgently, he issued a howl and the wretch better pray that it was not she who answered his call.