He had run from the shrine almost immediately after the volcano erupted and tipped his head back to call for his pack in the Sea’s Plain. The earth still trembled beneath is paws, and in the distance the angry red glow of the spewing mountain illuminated a perpetually dark sky. They needed to move, the Shrine was a lost cause and he was perfectly fine with abandoning the dismal place. His heart pounded as he waited for his small pack to join him. Moving would at least be easy, but where would they move to exactly? He thought of the small islands lining the coast and immediately he considered the matter settled. Speaking  Thinking    You

Chrysanthos raced toward the source of his brother's call, his heart still hammering in his chest and his limbs starting to shake with fear. Were they going to die today? He didn't even want to spare a thought toward that option but it still loomed large in the back of his mind. Weaving through trees he soon arrived to the area where his brother had called the meeting. "Pegasus! What do we do? Where do we go?" He glanced fearfully back toward the volcano. The eerie glow of fire or lava illuminated the mountains which seemed fare closer than they ever had in the past.