Silverlight Terrace Chasing Shadows

Charon had been told by his daughters @Hydra , @Lyra and @Alya what had happened that night. He wished he had been there to help them, for it seemed like a big burden to place upon their shoulders, young as they were. At the same time however, he also felt that they were ready for adulthood and that they had acted much like he had when he was their age — mature beyond their years. He felt a deep pride for their maturity and skillset and it overshadowed any concerns that he may have had in regards to them killing another being.

He never liked to go far from the den at these moments; most of his time was spent lingering around the den's entrance. He was glad for his daughters' help this year, for it took a lot of pressure off him when it came to hunting and patrolling. They picked up a lot of his work this time around.

Yet when he was taking a short patrol while one of them kept his watch, Charon heard the howl. He halted and considered for a moment what to do — should he stay or should he go? — but then decided to head out towards the howl's direction. He felt hasty and like it had better be important, for he didn't want to go very far away from the pack's territories, and so when he arrived and saw another wolf he didn't recognise he curtly asked, "What is it?", making it clear from his tone and body language that he had little time to spare.