Moonspear dictator of the world

Dash's ears perked when Charon mentioned a few, but one seemed to have left as soon as she came, though there was still another here, wounded. He grinned back at Charon as he considered going to meet her, but he shrugged. "It's just a thought, I suppose... It's interesting to me to even have the opportunity to wonder about a mate," he confessed to his friend.

Dash hadn't thought of Ame, either. As an Alpha, he felt she would most likely want someone confident, and bold, like she. Dash was not that. Who knew what he would be in a year, but as of right now, he'd agree if someone told him he was out of her league.

"I don't suppose you have a suggestion to a den site, do you?" He figured if he was going to be social, he should give his pack mates an opportunity to find him, and den did just that. If he ever felt overwhelmed, he could just not sleep in those nights. But, he needed to make a den soon, before the earth froze with the winter season. Digging would be much harder then.