Moonspear papercut

Janus was not at all surprised when Charon moved past him to revisit the spot he'd just marked, and simply stood by patiently as the Alpha male scraped the ground with his feet to further spread the scent. They proceeded a few moments later, and his question was answered concisely. He didn't feel the need to ask for detail, as it wasn't immediately relevant. But it was good to know that the leader pair started off as seperate entities—it revealed to Janus that they could work together, regardless of their relationship. It endeared him to their cause even further, and dissolved his unease about pledging himself to them so quickly. 

They were quiet for a bit as they worked on the borders, wandering the reaches, and occasionally stopping to reapply (or apply, in Janus' case) scents. He was in the middle of squatting on a bush when Charon directed another abrupt question at him. It was a fairly innocent question, but the pale solider knew enough about politics to know when there was calculations hinging on the content of the answer. When he finished, he perked his ears and looked towards the east, "About a weeks travel from here at a good clip." He replied. This was the whole truth, and he couldn't be happier for it. Janus hoped he would never, ever encounter a Scheggia Pass wolf again in his lifetime.

"They won't come looking for me," he admitted as he rejoined Charon's side. "I'm of no use to them any longer."