First his father, stolen away from him and Northfall by some fake ass goddess - and that, you know, he could mask; that he could handle. On his own, in private; in his own way, although it had felt like a god damned personal attack - he could, no; he would handle it, and handle it with extreme care, acting carefully, like knowing every one of his movements was under a microscope, because that’s what it basically felt like, to be the new face, of Northfall.

Even when he calls for help, with extreme urgency in his voice, only ONE shows. One: one even someone he knows, or trusts. Where is her mate, the one who joined with her, he wonders? This was not something he had desired a new recruit to see - but they needed all the help they could get.

Where were the rest of them? He howled again, and again - though some part of him thought about personally going out and finding them all, but would good would that do to the dead man in the snow? So he stopped his howling; turning his throat raw wouldn’t help anyone - certainly wouldn’t help him.

Someone mentioned pulling the tree up, and Arvid looked at the tree and then at what remained of Levi.

Alright, let’s split up. Elli, Erza, and Vitus will dig up Levi. I want everyone else on the tree. It was their father. If anyone was touching him or going near him, it would be his own children. Plus if they fucked it up, it was on them. Instead of putting their efforts in one source, Arvid figured splitting them would have a better chance of pulling Leviathan free.

Fiadh moved first, and Arvid was right behind her, not really noticing that the scent from before was getting stronger and not weaker. Then Fiadh spoke, and Arvid lifted his head up to the literal Grim Reaper.

Why else had he come at a time like this, when they were pulling one out of their own, their dead, with the mangled corpse of another on his back?

But upon his steady approach, Arvid thought he recognized something hauntingly familiar about the corpse that lay upon the brute’s back, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of it.*

Thank you for your assistance. Come; I will lead you to where you are needed. He said, on the assumption that Raum was just nearby and wanted to help - Arvid had howled for assistance, after all, and while it had been directed at his pack, he wasn't going to turn down a good set of paws. Nonetheless, Arvid would attempt to lead him to the tree, if Raum would allow him to.

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