Moonspear from the ashes as paradise

She'd considered it extensively, and felt that as things were.. the Sunspire could have supported them as far as resources went, but with numbers so few and morale often so low, that was what was bound to drag them under. When living as a loner was almost more advantageous than feeling rooted to a practically-desolate pack land was when she knew it was time to make for some change. This way, with Charon and the fragments of his seaside pack, she didn't have to be the only one to pull all the weight.

"I had first met him months back when I explored the northern shore," she answered. He'd hardly seemed like more than a whelp then back in the summertime months and she'd certainly not imagined he'd play the role he would. "But more recently, I found him in the mountains not long after his fight, delirious and suffering." And asking for death, it seemed. "When he mended a bit and got his head back about him, I came to know him better and along the line, the idea came up." She would know the rest of it, presumably, or could piece it together well enough.