Moonspear o most wretched of men

Dash's ear flicked towards Charon as he spoke, listening quietly. The dark male had never heard anything like that before, but, then again, he hadn't really engaged in a conversation concerning the stars before, either. There was only one thing Dash worried about. It's hard enough to breath at the top of our mountain, let alone higher, he commented. Was there even a mountain high enough to reach the twinkling bulbs in the sky?

He was quiet for a little while after Charon commented that he felt they led his fate. Dash had never considered anything guided him except for himself and instinct. Was there something, someone, that choose what he did before he did? They choose for us to be starving? he questioned, his voice confused. Why would anyone do that?

I didn't know you and Amekaze were a pair, he commented. Congratulations, he said with a smile, glancing to Charon. He hoped they got the pups they wanted. With this knowledge, he knew he would need to pick up on patrols to protect the pack. No enemy could enter, for fear of the pups, should they come.