Moonspear i love the stars too fondly to fear the night

Flóki's next question came unexpected, even if perhaps it shouldn't have. The surprise was visible on Charon's face, as he had never really given love much of a thought. Well, not a conscious thought, anyway. "Uh, like? I dunno." He looked thoughtful for a moment while he thought of the women in his life. He knew plenty of girls and all, but if he like liked any of them?

"Maybe Ame. I mean, we kinda have to like each other to be Alphas, right?" Charon wasn't sure if it was that sort of liking, really, but it made sense. And anyway, wasn't making puppies what Alpha pairs were sort of supposed to do? He didn't really feel old enough for that yet, but the thought of anyone else carrying the Alpha Female's pups but the Alpha Male made Charon feel jealous and murderous. "Seems to make sense, anyway, that when spring comes we would form a pair." Charon was surprisingly bad at talking about emotions when it came to love. He was a very expressive wolf when it came to most forms of emotion, but he wasn't really sure what love even was, so how was he supposed to recognise it, anyway? Even as he talked about it, it didn't sound like he was talking about someone he actually adored beyond reason (though it was questionable as to whether or not Charon'd ever be capable of such a thing, at least at this young age) — it sounded like he was just making logical calculations instead, or maybe even a little bit as though he was marking property ("this is my cow, so it makes sense I'd drink its milk").

Despite the odd way that he spoke of it, however, it was a giant step that he would admit his thoughts towards pairing with Amekaze at all — Charon had always thought her to be his in some ways, and grew infinitely jealous whenever other males spoke fondly of her, but never had he spoken of it aloud.