Altar of Twilight I was angry with my foe

He had been sufficiently occupied with the puppies and supplying Amekaze with all that she needed in these sensitive times. Charon was content with where the mountain stood at this time -- his daughters were growing up and they brought Moonspear at a healthy count of adults in the next week or so. They pulled their weight and it was nice, after a winter of being small, to see his mountain flourish once more.

Right now he was tired and grumpy from being tired; he spent most time by the den and a lot of the time some pup or other was bawling or screeching. He'd been asleep when he heard Hydra's call and and was awake straight away. After nuzzling Amekaze awake to make sure she knew her sentinel was gone a moment he turned towards the borders, heading out towards Hydra's call.

When he reached her, his eyes fell on the stranger and tail waved proudly in the air like a banner of dominance, head lifted proudly to match. His scrutinizing eyes fell onto the stranger, silently demanding submission and an explanation of why he was called.