He could feel the crow on his back press closer down into his fur, as if Vitus was the thing sparing it from her fury (he was). Once Elli was done with her murder of the murder, Vitus stepped forward as Ezra did, moving with him to their sister's side and while the other boy went to start digging their father out Vitus leaned into Elli.
A wolfish hug. Comfort she could pull away from if she wanted.
We're going to need help getting him out of therehis voice was quiet, holding back his own grief to be a rock to hold onto, before he stepped away so he wouldn't be howling right in his sister's ear.
He took a few steps towards the mountain, before throwing his head back and howling. Calling for Arvid, for Northfall, for help.
