Moonspear bad blood

To find out that Rannoch's assailant looked like Floki was bewildering to Charon. He looked taken aback, the bewilderment clearly written on his face. What if it was Floki, running around like a madman? What if he'd gone crazy somehow? Charon felt his heart pounding in his chest, wishing he knew more about this weird wolf. "That's weird," he said, the words coming out mechanically and awkward.

He thought of Jorunn for a moment; but why would Jorunn assault Rannoch? It made more sense than Floki, but it still wasn't a very pretty thought. Jorunn might've been jealous of Eshe, since Scimitar and his previous mate had adopted him; but how would he even have known Rannoch to be Eshe's child? It didn't make sense.

Charon scoffed when she said that the other guy might want revenge. The guy who'd assaulted Rannoch with no reason. But she was right, and he felt proud that she did not think as brashly as he had at her age. She truly was the perfect combination of both her parents' genes, combining Amekaze's cool to Charon's ruthlessness. He nodded. "I'll join the patrols. We should always be with at least two of us. You'll organise the patrols." Even he didn't want to face some wolf who didn't value their own life. While he was pretty sure he could best such a dirtbag, he wasn't looking to get himself hurt with no one nearby to tend to him. Especially not while they were still on bad terms with Redhawk Caldera.