GOT AN ANGEL ON MY SHOULDER
But the devil always won...
Well, at least the sleet had finally stopped though there was a constant haze in the sky that diluted the sunlight. Everything looked bleak and dour. Harbringr sighed. He'd kept to his den in the rocks since the move and he had little desire to go out in the cold and wet weather… at least for now. He knew that getting up and moving would do a world of good but it was hard to get motivated. He worried about the pack, he worried about the pups and he worried about how Deathbelle was holding up since the loss of her husband. While Harbringr was never that close to Archon it pained him to see his dear sister grieving so.
With a sigh he got to his feet. He needed to start somewhere and he certainly wasn't being very useful just sitting on his ass in his den. He needed to do some exploring and get a good sense for the lay of the land, especially so he could analyze prey movements. If there was any prey to be found here. Hari gently nuzzled Costanza as she slept, the owl would not wake til evening but it seemed Ari felt good about accompanying him. So the pair exited the den and started working their way along the rocks. Harbringr came to a stop as the rose higher, his gaze resting on the volcano far in the distance, surrounded by an ill-looking haze.
