Porcupine Ridge i've given up

More realizations seemed to dawn on him and they continued to sound sane. She nodded slowly for indeed, it was her. "It is," she replied regarding her home. "Right there." She gestured accordingly to the tallest peak. Much closer than his home somewhere along the seaside. "I was on my way back, actually." Until a wolf teetering on the edge of something ugly had distracted her.

"You could rest there a bit.. get your bearings, if you need." She wasn't one to be overly hospitably, nor was she in a rush to roll out the red carpet treatment. She had only met with him once before after all. But, she'd respect a wolf who had survived their fight and still lived to kick another day. So long as he did not become hopeless in disposition, she'd manage something.

The mountain had plenty of resources, especially with the pack so small meaning fewer mouths to feed, they just did not offer a medic to see to him -- just her stocks, limited knowledge, and perhaps a little extra from her brother who claimed to know his way around the plantlife. Charon could certainly rest quietly there and in the meantime, she'd decide how exactly she may benefit in the long run. But, he'd have to take up her offer first; she wouldn't ask twice.