life is a battle

The stranger gave Charon a look that the young Beta could not decipher: he didn’t really understand what it meant. Maybe this guy was just a little weird in the head. The wolf didn’t pay as much respect – by submitting – as Charon would’ve liked, but he kept his cool for now.

His question was soon answered when the stranger asked for his leader. Charon knew he meant Thistle Cloud, for he had probably smelled her presence upon the borders, but he wasn’t about to be deterred here, wouldn’t resort to calling for her: he was a leader too, he could handle this situation.

”I’m this pack’s Beta.” Charon looked at the other wolf’s face to see how he would respond to that. ”Our Alpha doesn’t have time to be everywhere at once, anyway, so I can help with whatever you want too.” Maybe if it was important enough, Charon would call Thistle Cloud, but for now he’d attend this stranger at their borders.