Moonspear some legends are told

After his encounter with Jorunn, rage pounded in the Alpha's mind. He hadn't been this angry in a while, and though it had not escalated too poorly — Thistle had stopped it before it could — he still had fuel left inside of him. He'd taken a few patrols, letting Flóki cool off on his own time (they were very different, after all, and had different ways of expressing their anger). Luckily for the other wolves, nobody had shown up at Moonspear's borders during his patrol, and now he headed inland again, feeling at least a little better. He couldn't understand how such a rotten boy could be twins to Flóki, and had he not submitted and Thistle not appeared, Charon would've ripped him to shreds for his insolence at such a mighty Jarl's borders.

Amekaze's scent crossed his path and as he looked to his side, he noticed her lapping up water not far from him. The forest looked picturesque, particularly with her in it, and in no way reflected how he felt. Charon approached her, making his presence known with a chuff, and reached out to gingerly nibble the edge of her ear in affectionate greeting. Though he did not wish to sully the moment, he knew he needed to inform her: "If Jorunn comes near Moonspear again, he's dead." The words were spoken low, in attempt not to break the moment, but this only ended up making the words sound creepy. Charon would come to inform his wolves of this, too — Jorunn was a traitor and an insolent one at that. No remorse. And so Charon would have none were he to run into Jorunn again and should the need arise to harm him. The only brother he had now was Flóki.