Big Salmon Lake chromosomes

It was good to see that some fight returned to the trapped damsel in distress when he came into view. Already morale was looking up, and it spurred Charon's belief that he was doing the right thing here, too. Charon bared his teeth and puffed out his fur in an attempt to make his yearling appearance look a little less narrow. Ears fell against his skull as he approached and he looked at the mud beneath his paws to make sure that he wasn't getting himself stuck. The villainous wolf before him crouched back a little, though he seemed to lack any desire to give up the kidnapped lady.

Charon knew that the heroes always (well, almost always, anyway) won though, and with the gross-looking state this wolf was in, he was quite confident he could take him on. The approaching bird was ignored (for a split second Charon's ears perked up to hear if it was Shiv, but finding that it wasn't, his ears were quick to fall back against his skull) and Charon focussed on the wolf before him instead, while he repeated: "Get the fuck out of here, or I'm gonna kick your ass. I'm not gonna say it again." He always preferred to avoid a fight if he could, but Charon's body was ready for a fight if it would come, his muscles tensed.