Moonspear Ah, decisions

At least Ame agreed that it was weird, the whole display that Dash had just put up. Charon hoped that Ame was right and that being lower placed would make Dash see just how much of an asset he was to the pack, and how he deserved wherever the Alphas thought him suited. Charon didn't even stop to think that he might've helped Dash better if he had been more supportive of his decision; he just thought it was a dumb decision and, not wanting to go against his friend in front of Ame, he had therefore said nothing. Seemed the best choice.

"Yeah, I think he should just grow up," Charon said, a little on the haughty side, unaware that he was showing the ugly side of his personality. "I mean, it's not like we piled responsibility on him or anything. I know he's been a loner, but he's a wolf. He should be glad to have a pack for winter, and happy that he's just naturally suited for being in a higher rank in said pack. He's just being a big baby over nothing, if you ask me." It was a good thing that he had kept his mouth shut when Dash was still around, perhaps. Charon frowned, genuinely feeling like his friend was acting immature, and unaware of how terrible (and immature) he himself sounded.