Moonspear You are my summer

The idea of talking to Charon about the bears didn't fill Tev with any sort of eagerness, but he supposed he couldn't avoid his older brother forever; especially because he was the Alpha male of the Moonspear. After some shuffling of his paws as he mulled it over (though he had no real choice) Tev finally conceded with, “Yeah. I'll check in with them on it.” The last time he'd engaged bears without any sort of plan both times had ended badly. The rifts between him and his family and the ugly scars forming on his muzzle were proof enough of that. He didn't want to add a third bad ending to his collection. “Oh I'll definitely help. The bears are a threat.” And any threat domestic or foreign was going to have to go through him (or so that was how he liked to paint it in his head, anyway). “I'd say that I always am but you know,” His past definitely spoke otherwise. “So instead: I'll try to be.” He offered her a cheeky grin, sort of flattered that she thought to tell him to be careful. 

Tev watched as Wildfire's face took on several different expressions as she thought, only to voice that she changed her mind. “I know it does,” For it sucking and for it getting better. He spoke softly though he offered her a nod of understanding all the same. He couldn't say if his rejection had gotten better yet or not. Charon's words still stung him when he thought back upon them. Yet, he couldn't quite figure out why he cared either way.