Porcupine Ridge i've given up

She asked how well he could travel, and Charon just nodded. He had no choice but to travel, and so even if he would wish that he could take it easy, lay down right here while she groomed his wounds, he knew it was no options. If he wished to live, he needed to chew through the pain and get a move on, because she was a wolf, like he, and kindness only stretched so far. It wasn't like they were best friends, after all; they had only met once before on rather neutral terms.

While Ame was a rather neutral wolf to Charon, perhaps that was what attracted him in the moment, which made him feel pleased to stay with her. A friend in another pack -- he had little of those -- might not do him as much good as an Alpha with neutral disposition towards him. She had the power to make him stay here. The only thing that he wondered about was what it was going to cost him... But he would find out in due time.

With the nod he had given her, Charon started to move forward. His movements were stiff and he limped as he hobbled along, but he would get there, eventually, and followed her until wherever she would lead; were it death or salvation.