Moonspear the dragon's back rent asunder

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Charon was not much luckier, and didn't find anything on his journeys across the mountains in an effort to find some food. He decided then to head on to the borders, feeling frustrated. Their numbers had grown but food supplies were still at an all-time low. Yet he pressed on, knowing that after every bump that the stars made in his road he would prosper once more — in this case, probably in the form of bringing him children. He felt impatient as he felt that Amekaze's heat should have already happened by now (unaware that he himself was yet unable to reproduce) and he wanted his first batch of children, and wanted them now. Yet perhaps the timing wasn't all that terrible what with the disappearing herds — they would be better fit for travelling, if need be, and in these times where staying alive was hard enough as it was, it was better for Amekaze to not carry the weight of extras along.

Just as he was considering these things Charon happened upon his mate and it was with a fond, though tired smile that he greeted her with a soft touch of his nose to the soft fur behind her ear. "Care to join me for a patrol?" he asked grimly — for hunting had failed, and he'd rather do something that he was good at. Perhaps it would've been smarter to think of a plan, think of what they were going to do or look for food some more, but Charon refused all of that. He was in full ostrich mode as he proposed a patrol, yet that was what he needed right then; something he could do, something that wouldn't fail.