Moonspear Two problems with One Stone?

Unsurprisingly, aspects of the knight's training were his go-to for comparisons. It wasn't unreasonable either. She had been only a handful of months away from three years when she'd begun to lead, and even there in the beginning she had felt decidedly "too young" for the duty. But, three was a decent age, and she could at least speak from experience as she closed in on the beginning of her fourth year now. A three-year-old endeavoring into leadership was far different from a yearling. But, she still stood by it. Not all situations allowed for three years worth of training beforehand. This one would require much more learning on his feet.

In truth, she was most interested in anything that meant the bears were gone. If this effectively achieved this and put to rest concerns surrounding Charon (however much of it there truly was), then so be it. Her hope was that, if done, it would be the cure-all to this and she'd not have to mediate further discussions on the matter from either side -- unless someone else absolutely proved more fit for alpha than her or Charon.

But, issues noted. She couldn't guarantee she'd feel it necessary to yank his status from him should injury occur. It'd be.. far more circumstantial than that for her but she nodded a slow, thoughtful understanding. "I just want them gone. If it settles concerns too, then all the better," she said stiffly. She was more concerned about the pack's ability to go come together effectively than simply Charon's skills in guiding them to victory. A lot would bank on him, true, but they were so inexperienced alongside one another that it worried her. Ideally, they both had room for improvement. Not that she was perfection's incarnate either.

"He will have his guidance," she sighed, supposing it would fall onto her to tighten the slack when necessary. It had been her intention to do so as needed, but she wasn't in the business of chiding general misbehavior when there were far more better things to spend her energy on.