Firefly Glen another riff for the good times

In the uncertainty following the landslide, Bronco had made it as clear as possible, to those who managed to find their way to the safe haven at the Northern borders of the Glen, that they ought stay put until they were certain that the mountain no longer posed a threat, calling out to try and draw their packmates back together. There were still several who had not shown up, but in the meantime he wanted to dissuade his packmates from going off in search. There was still a chance, he believed, that the mountain was unstable, and might create another landslide or avalanche. And while part of him wanted to go off and search for any survivors, and check in with the Moonspearians to see how they had fared...Part of him knew his responsibility was owed to those he'd managed to gather and keep safe, far from the mountain's reach. 

So when he heard Meerkat's voice, he sighed heavily in relief. He excused himself- yet again advising his companions that they stay in the area, and that he would go find Meerkat and bring her back with him. He loped off then, finally getting an excuse to stretch his muscles after staying cooped up in the one location, under such stress. Her call had come from the area much closer to Moonspear than what he'd been willing to go- but it meant she was alive. At least this way, he might get a closer look at the damage, and perhaps do a subtle rescue mission himself if they managed to find someone else wandering around the area. 

The closer he got, the more he felt his heart sink. The peak of Moonspear still drove like an iron weapon into the sky- but part of the landscape facing the Glen had changed, and was speckled with boulders and loosened snow. He wondered if he went far enough along the mountainside if he might find the star that had hit the mountain- but given the fact that it burned no longer, he assumed it didn't exist anymore. He caught sight of Meerkat, who looked exhausted and downtrodden- but at least she was alive. "Meerk," He called out, panting as he drew closer.