Silver Moraine drive it like you stole it

Tagging for visibility, though I think you're welcome to join? Ask Kat, haha. I'll assume he's hanging back a bit otherwise!

Kaertok had decided to go south under the mountains, perhaps check on any packs that might have popped up since he had last been that way. He could also revisit the spire, his old home, and see what had become of it. The Tartok had no intention of staying there, but he had walked slower there than he had in other territories. It was strange to pass through it, like visiting an old ghost.

Up they went then, and skirted around a couple of packs there. Kaertok had made a point to stick close to the mountains, avoiding the bypass and whatever lay there now. He still did not think that Arbiter had made any attempt to come find him. He veered a little away from the mountains, @Valravn in tow, when he spotted Rosalyn ahead, looking rather concerned about a white wolf on the ground.

As he drew closer, and the scent of the other wolf hit his nose, he realized who the downed wolf was.

Inukun? he asked. She had grown, exponentially so, and he noted the scarring on her back. What had happened, and what was wrong with her now. He glanced at the vomit on the ground, his brow furrowed with concern.