Moonspear keep on the sunny side

Dune opened his mouth to answer Charon's question, but before he could, the female responded. Much to his surprise (and, let's be honest, delight), she replied that he was a good hunter. "Dune," he added, "Hunt with her." His eyes passed over to the dark wolf, wondering what her relation was to Charon. He was also curious about her name, her place here, and a never-ending list of questions that would be answered in time, should he be allowed to enter their ranks.

For now, he looked expectantly in the direction of the alpha. His future, at least this path, was in the hands (paws?) of Charon, and it would be up to him to decide whether or not Dune would be welcomed or turned away. For now, all Dune could do was hope that permission would be granted.