Moonspear Ah, decisions

It was a good feeling that Ame jumped in to defend his point of view, agreeing with him on all fronts. Charon felt frustrated that Dash didn't want to accept the place that he, in Charon's eyes, belonged to in the pack, almost like he didn't want to pick up the work that came with the territory. All in all Charon understood very little of Dash' reasonings and he would've preferred to give him a kick in the teeth rather than the demotion that he so seemed to crave, especially after he submissively looked away from their faces. It was perhaps for the better that Dash did not see Charon's clenched jaw, narrowed eyes and held back frustration, for he managed to bite it back instead of lashing out at his friend.

Charon glanced at Ame, silently signaling for her to do the talking, because he did not know how to say 'sure, we'll demote you if that's what you want' without sounding sarcastic; and he was curious how she, the more experienced Alpha, would handle this situation. Maybe he could even learn something.