Nocturne Summit BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

Charon had the bulk of her attention as she did all she could do -- however little it felt like. So long as he was on his feet, and stayed there, she was hopeful they could get themselves back to home as soon as possible and only once there could she regroup fully. She felt bad, for a myriad of reasons, but all of this stayed bottled up within and she set her jaw tightly, grim, as she began to understand the rest of what had happened.

Heldi's approach brought her ears forward, although they promptly pinned back as soon as she felt her headache pulse angrily at the smallest of motions. But there was an urgency about what she said -- Floki; Ame nodded, for Charon had the words here already, and her gut gave a vicious twist of worry for what may await them. "I do not know where Dash... or Harley are," she muttered as they followed her lead as hastily as they could in the shape they were in. "The last time I saw Dash was just before the lightning.." she furrowed her brow and felt a shiver twinged with the phantom pain of electricity. The dark alpha knew she couldn't compartmentalize her ideas any better than that, or raise her voice to anything greater so did not know if Heldi or even Charon heard any of it. Her ears were ringing and everything hurt. But, she was alive, at least, and upright. A start, and in this moment, more than others could have..