Northstar Vale Mixed Deductions

@Aurëwen

The man wanted to look in case Arenraith had risen up without his knowledge. Or if anyone had made it through and met here, but no one was there to meet them. He thought they were his family.
Were they not?
He'd swept through the Vale, calling for anyone and was now wandering the western ridge rather dejectedly. 

What did he do now? The Coven was gone. He was not part of the Coven. He was not part of the Sun, not to be trained by the Sky. Not to see another ritual cast by the Moon nor host another ceremony to celebrate life. Would he be able to take part in another Sabbat? He'd quietly celebrated by himself, but it wasn't the same. He should ask Kavik about celebrating, or if any others did so.
He was lost, deep in thought, when he spotted a pink flower rising from a small patch of soil.
He moved closer, inquisitive about what it was, for he'd never seen one before.

Fremont Geranium for reference