Blackfeather Woods the world is not enough

Waiting among the borders of the dark forest, accompanied by nothing but foul smell of their borders, made Charon feel irked. He wasn't afraid, but he knew the risk of being here after all that had happened. Charon waited with a neutral body, keeping his eyes on the forest at all times so that he would not be surprised. He wondered if it were true that Jorunn was here and that he had caused so much trouble. It would be strange to see his brother again in such a strange manner. Could he really be that much of an asshole though, that he would plague Moonspear's bordering lands now because he was still salty?

Before he had time to properly think of this, Potema came into view. He smiled at first, glad to see her, but his eyes soon fell on her swollen stomach. He supposed that she must have a mate here now, one that could give her what she needed and wanted and who would be there to help raise the pups. "It's good to see you," he said and he closed the distance between them to gently nuzzle her cheek. "I'm here for — something's happened. One of Blackfeather's wolves has attacked one of us in Firefly Glen, just outside of Moonspear." He waited to see how Potema would respond to the news, to see if she would be shocked or if she already knew it had happened. He thought of telling her about seeing one of their daughters at Redhawk Caldera, but it'd have to wait for later.