Silvertip Mountain the storm approaches

Fate had a funny sense of humour. Mason heard the call but didn’t immediately recognise it; that voice had made an impression of course, but he had not heard Charon’s specific howl, and he had other things on his mind. Beta he was though, and Zaria was about to pop. Mason happened to be with his Dad, and he nudged his father’s shoulder – “I got this” – and loped off. He would call if he needed help, as his dad well knew.
 
Mason approached the borders with a free and easy step. It faltered when he scented Charon. Great he thought internally. He edged on more cautiously, finally spotting the freckly pink-tinged Alpha lingering near their borders. Mason had a shot of fear flutter through him – had Charon come to complain about him?
 
Mason plodded forwards, coming to a halt a few metres away from Charon and gazing at him keenly. He knew that the line of respect he had with the other male was thin at best – he didn’t want to stamp on it and cause more issues for his father right now. Mason kept his posture similar to what he would with Steady – not dominant, but not submissive. Charon wasn’t on his lands. Sure, he was near them, but Mason didn’t expect Charon to splatter himself on the floor in submission. It didn’t occur to him yet, the irony that this is what had happened at Moonspear.
 
“Hi. Dad’s pretty busy; Zaria’s going to give birth any day now and he’s trying to make sure she is comfortable and safe.” Mason’s fluffy fur rustled in a slight breeze as he gazed at Charon and wondered what he wanted. He may as well ask: “I can pass on a message?” And then it occurred to him that maybe Charon had been to visit Neverwinter like he had promised he would. “Or if it’s important I can call him down – he can come if you really need him. We didn’t realise it was… you.” He finished lamely. They had thought it was probably the average visitor, not Alpha of a nearby territory – that was evident in his tone, and he felt uncomfortable now, having to deal with this sort of situation. Mason yet again felt a stab of uncertainty about being a Beta. It didn’t escape him that this only appeared to happen around Charon, though.