Moonspear Testing Luck

Charon thought it odd that Harley would ask him about the lake thing again. He didn't have a strong preference about it and though he didn't really want her to stray too far from the pack territories, it wasn't like he could tie her anywhere. It was her word that he could rely on, nothing else; he wasn't sure he could trust her, but hoped that she was an honourable sort. He shrugged and replied half-heartedly, "Yeah, why not -- it's not like I'm relying on anything more than her honour towards the promised she made to keep her tied to the mountain, anyway."

Harley's reply was surprising, and where Harley's face had remained a stoic mask, Charon's showed his surprise. No wolves really stayed long, not bar a handful. Most left. Then again, maybe they had thought once upon a time they'd stay forever, too.

"Not many stay," he admitted. "So I hope you'll be able to make good on these intentions." The Alpha offered a smile, then, happy that he might have another loyal soul on his hands here. He could only hope things would be as Harley intended; though they were no longer too small, they could use a stronger core.