Moonspear and breathe in time [m]

There was a moment in which Charon considered what was happening there. For a moment he considered that perhaps he had been betrayed by more than one of his underlings, eyes flickering between Ame and Lazarus. But she had attacked him and he saw blood pelting his fur from her assaults; unless it was some kind of sick game he enjoyed she had no part in this betrayal.

Yet all of these thoughts were pushed aside, irrelevant now, when Lazarus taunted him. His thoughts could wait and without thinking, Charon bared his teeth, tail flagging up. Driven by the hormones that had brought him here in the first time, he moved forward. He had killed an idiot pack member before; he would finish what Ame started. Charon galloped toward the ledge and his opponent, aiming for the jugular with teeth bared, or to throw him off and away from Ame.