Great Bear Wilderness Talk dirty to me

Charon had gone out on his own to do some exploring, eager to be away from the pack after the thing at the borders. He'd let Thistle handle things, as they didn't seem hostile, and once he had made sure that they were fine, Charon had finished his patrol of the borders -- perhaps they were moving soon, but for now they needed to protect their land -- and then he moved on south. He passed the Sentinels quickly and followed the woods to where they changed into thicker woods; Deepwood Weald, he knew the place to be named.

The yearling halted when he spotted another wolf not far off, and when he sniffed the air he realised that it was the same wolf that had interacted with Thistle Cloud at the borders. Charon let out a chuff to announce his presence and approached, his posture neutral as he did so. "Hey, you're that wolf I just saw at our borders, aren't you?" the young Beta asked as he approached casually. He wondered what the loner and his adoptive mother had spoken about.