Moonspear They say they know what I can feel

A bit further down the stream, Charon was fishing. It felt like forever since he had had any food in his stomach, the caches running dry and thought plant life was returning slowly but surely, the herds had not yet done such. He was hungry and irritated and so it was probably a lucky day for his unknown pack mate that he dove into the river's water and caught something. It was not a big fish, perhaps, but it was food and while he wandered to make his way towards his mate, for she needed the sustenance if they intended to birth a litter this year still, Charon was distracted by the unknown female by the stream.

Deciding to check it out, Charon approached, his body exuding dominance, tail lifted tall above his back, and he put down the fish and started to tear a piece from it to still his most imminent hunger before he said, "You're one of the newer recruits, aren't you? I'm Charon Ostrega." He guessed that Flóki or Ame would have informed this one of his importance but in case she did not know, still carried his body with pride and dominance, silently asking her for submission and respect.