Moonspear Wake and pace the hall

What with his newborns in a frail state, Charon had barely gotten any sleep in the past week and a half. He had spent the first days pacing outside, keeping guard and bringing food from the caches for Amekaze. He'd spent some time with his children too, and now he felt like he could return to the borders to patrol; he was confident enough Amekaze would be able to fend for herself, having regained some of her strength now and being a light sleeper, and the borders were important, too. Most dangers could be caught there before they'd ever reach Ame.

When Dhole's dad's scent wafted to his nostrils and he saw a wolf in the distance, his hackles rose and his tail curled further over his back. With his head raised and ears perked forward Charon approached in a swift trot, teeth bared aggressively as he made his way towards the wolf; a female, he realised as he approached. As he drew closer it became even clearer she was a part of Redhawk Caldera, and he wondered what they were here to check for. What did they want? He'd already found Lazarus, no thanks to that shit-faced father of Dhole. What could they possibly bring that was of value to him and his family?

"What do you want?" Charon asked, a dark frown on his face as he looked at the female challengingly, exuding dominance with his posture and waiting for the female to submit as she should, and tell him what the hell she was doing here in the first place.