Nocturne Summit back down

Nico canted his head slightly, green eyes betraying a slight curious glint as the stranger spoke, introducing himself as Charon and the Alpha of a pack called Moonspear. He also divulged the fact that he was searching for a wolf who'd harmed his mate, a guy called Lazarus who fell down a mountain. "Ah," the deWinter said, looking at Charon with a searching gaze. "Sorry, I haven't seen the guy," Nico replied a moment later, smiling almost apologetically. "But I'll keep a look out for him. If he's injured, he's probably not hard to miss." 

      Nicolas looked at Charon again, an indentifiable gleam in his apple green gaze. "You're looking for vengeance of some sort, aren't you?" he cocked his head. "If he hurt your mate, don't let him slip out of your claws easily." He smiled a smile that did not reach his eyes and nodded, almost as if he was reassuring himself that the statement he'd just uttered to himself was the right thing to have said to the Alpha.