Dragoncrest Cliffs the sirens of titan

Hux approached the source of the call with intermingled emotions. Eager as he was to help in the search for the missing Wildfire, he feared the difficulties that they would face. He hadn't known the fallen Arlo well, aside from helping him learn to fish, but the boy's passing easily brought to mind the reality that no one was ever safe from death. And he feared, though he would never speak it aloud, that Wildfire had gone too. But that did not make the search party unnecessary, not at all.

The snowy wolf approached the gathering, finding most of the party already assembled. Being a mere Kru, he lowered his posture to express respect and silently seated himself towards the rear of the crowd while Heda gave a briefing on their course of action. He, like some of the others, did not like to see her accompany them so soon after her illness, yet he respected her decision to do so. The fiery-coated woman was her mate, after all... The mother of their children.

It was only after the dark Commander's speach that Hux noticed Portia, and the bundles that lay at her paws. Quietly, he moved around the others to stand beside her, speaking softly and gesturing to one of the bundles with his snout. "I can carry one, " he offered, showing a little grin. His skill in healing did not even come close to hers, but he wanted to help in whatever manner he could, even if it made him a pack mule.