Moonspear there's something tragic about you

Though there was enough space between the inner territories and this wolf at their borders, Charon was wary nonetheless. A little less wary when he noticed his daughter's approach; at times, having one of his dark daughters around felt like having a guard dog there, loyal to the bone and ready to protect the pack however it was needed. They had their priorities right and they would always protect the wolves of Moonspear.

Charon had expected he had business here, but considering his words then realised that he may just have stumbled upon the borders while he was journeying the mountain ridge. "Is there anything you need from this pack?" he asked in return, not answering the question he'd been asked. Ears cupped forward curiously while he kept his body language dominant.