Moonspear in mountains that are stacked with fear.

Teeth grazed across something and he tasted blood though without first breaching skin and fur. Only as she turned away and ran he saw that it was her healing shoulder that he had hit. Charon ran after her a few hundred meters before he finally came to a stop, a dark snarl still wringing his face together and his breath coming out in ragged pants as he angrily stared after her. "I hope all your pups die, you filthy traitor!" he shouted loudly after her but he doubted that she could hear it still considering how fast she was running. Teeth gnashed angrily and only after a minute or so did Charon turn around and with angry pace started stomping back to his mountain, his family — the loyal part of his pack.