Sea Lion Shores with arms wide open

Flóki calmed down a bit as Charon explained that the fight had been mutual. He conveniently left out that Dante had technically won, since Charon didn't like to admit defeat and so he pretty much never did, even when defeated. Lying was better than losing. Charon felt proud when Flóki's eyes widened as he said that he had taken one of Dante's ears. Though he was not, Charon liked to think himself a ferocious fighter after this one (mutual) fight he had been in.

It was good that Flóki already seemed to take to Amekaze; he'd have to, if she would be his Alpha soon too. "It's probably a bit far to travel now, but in not too long you'll be able to go there too." Charon remembered travelling all the way to Duskfire Glacier when he was about Flóki's age. It had been way too far, which was why he thought that the Sunspire was a bit far to travel for Flóki as of yet. "Actually though, you might not have to. The Sunspire is a pretty small pack. Since Ame is such a cool wolf, I asked her if she wanted to start a pack together, since her pack's small and our territory is pretty beat up from that storm. So we'd like for everyone in both our packs to move somewhere else together. D'you think you'd like that?" It was an unfair question, of course: Flóki had never met Amekaze, or anyone of the Sunspire probably, and now Charon was asking him if he wanted to move away from his home to be with them. Still, it was Charon's intent to bring every last of the Bay's wolves, and that meant they all needed to be on board. Charon nonchalantly thought they would all accept without putting up a fight, even Thistle and Atreyu -- perhaps because of his own enthusiasm which made it hard to imagine anyone else not feeling the same, or because of his lack of empathical strength.