Altar of Twilight party time, excellent

The apology was well-received by Charon, who wanted respect more than anything else. It looked like she really just didn't know how to handle herself as a wolf, which was something to take along when he eventually judged whether or not he'd want her in his pack. Charon grinned when Eigma asked if she could stand up properly, the snarl on his face breaking.

"Yes," he said and nodded. "You may rise now." Charon's tail fell back against his haunches again in a relaxed manner and the hairs in his neck fell too, as he looked at Dhole and Eigma. Satisfied that they were all fine and he'd gotten his deserved respect, Charon looked between them and, with a gesture of his paw, said: "So, about that spar..." figuring they'd pick up the que and start the spar at last now that the air was cleared.