Short lived wasn't it?

Rivaxorus had heard the call, as much as he had hoped it seemed that Borealis had not lasted. However, he was determined. With a pack disbanded, he would take up it's spot and rise from the ashes. The male was determined, filled with energy. As he stood in the mongrove he called for Leo urgently. He wold need to get to the spot before another wolf decided to take it up. Rivaxorus would gladly defend his new title when it came. His tail flicked, it saddened him a little to leave so soon but he felt that time could not be wasted. If he could at least give Zephyra that peace of mind they would continue on stronger together.

Rivaxorus would take in a deep breath, it wasn't over when he got to this point he knew that much. There was still a lot more to do, to survive. For the future of his own self that's why he would be seeking this path and he prayed to the gods that things would go smoothly.