Moonspear until we figure it out

Charon had almost forgotten how difficult it was to have small babes and go on barely any sleep — his days were spent resting briefly outside the den, guarding Amekaze and the little ones, and running around doing short, quick patrols or grabbing food from a nearby cache. It was only on occasion that he got to hunt something fresh, but usually he let the fresh meat delivered by his daughters or other pack mates. He didn't see much of the higher reaches of the mountain; the den was situated close to the bottom, in the forests at the mountain's slopes.

He'd been taking a short nap when suddenly he jolted awake to the realisation that someone was nearby. His hackles pricked defensively as he leaped to his feet, but soon he saw Terance not far off. There was something by his feet — food, maybe? — and Charon returned the chuff as he approached, his posture relaxing.