Moonspear her vestal livery is but sick and green

I'm gonna leave this open for a few days if you want to get a last post in, Mary Ellen! Otherwise, thank you so much B)

In the moment before he spoke, Aesop could feel the impulsion building behind Charon like a spring compressed. Aesop prepared for an equal and opposite reaction. If Charon was getting ready to charge, then he would get ready to run. He may have been a man of questionable morals, but he wasn't about to cause a scuffle on the borders of a pack.

Tight-wound muscles relaxed at Charon's grudging acceptance. Aesop was positive he could win Charon back over, because he still thought himself one of the most charming wolves to walk the earth. Charon's threat galvanized Aesop's will. Goddamnit he would be there for those kids. And he'd be there for Charon, if ever the Alpha needed him. You're not gonna regret it, Aesop said, grinning. He was going to support the shit out of this pack.