Moonspear no rest for the parents

Well, there she was again — Pyx the blabbermouth was hidden down there all along. Charon grinned as she went off on a tangent about friendship and fluffy things, clearly amused by her outburst and how she tried to smooth it over with what resulted in just another outburst. Eventually it died down, and Charon couldn't resist saying, "Aw, don't worry, I wubs you too," his voice much in the way one might talk to one's four-weeks-old child.

"But, seriously, we're pretty happy to have you too. Isn't easy finding loyal wolves." He wondered if Pyx would stay on the long haul; so many had left that it was hard to believe she would, but he hoped that she would. She'd become a part of this mountain he'd come to like and cherish in his own ways. "So here's to staying together on this mountain for a long time." He smiled, then, a bit more genuine and a bit less joking.