Dragoncrest Cliffs get haunted

his anger that she'd left without him — which had been a wild assumption made with little else to go on — had long since been eaten in his festering worry over her. vex knew that day with the altercation between them, arbiter and those male wolves on the sunspire range had changed her and he faces that blame even now, pressing his muzzle against the plush fur of her neck, looking into the hellish eyes of sos. and while this was not the first time vex's considered sos as his penitence, divine retribution, whatever ...but he tucks it away, closing his eyes against the flurries that cling to his eyelashes.

it didn't matter. the small flame extinguished as quickly as it'd risen when he'd heard arbiter howl for her. vex had to ( try ) to be fair and remind himself that haunt wasn't attached at his hip.

he is quiet as she speaks of artemis leading her to kaertok, of the worst headache she's had yet — which causes him to frown in concern that deepens as she admits that she was out of it until just the other day. he takes a deep breath, of her scent, of the scent of kaertok, of the strangers dwelling in the pack he'd nearly trespassed on, of the harsh frigid bite of snow.

i believe you. vex assures her at her whisper in his ear. i do. he emphasizes. all that matters is you're okay, you're safe and i found you. well, maybe that wasn't all that mattered. i lost mom in the storm. he admits, guiltily. it figured the one time he wasn't trying to sneak away. i tried to find her but it was snowing so hard and so fast. i could barely see, let alone smell of hear. he was lucky he hadn't been buried alive, lucky he hadn't froze to death.

so...you found dad? he's here? at this ... he fumbles for a moment before realizing she'd never told him where 'here' was. pack?