Moonspear keep on the sunny side

Dune glanced at the dark wolf once more, who continued to linger nearby. She seemed surprisingly invested in the outcome. Dune assumed that was a good thing, and he listened as another question fell forth from Charon's mouth. "Not feed me and young pups." The north, unlike this place, lacked an abundance of food. In the north, Dune would not have been able to survive on his own for more than a week or two. Here, he had more of a chance. He had given the next generation a chance, too.