Moonspear heavy-weight

The look of wariness on Speedy's face annoyed Charon, as if she was afraid of his anger when of course he was angry at whoever did this. It was obviously not Speedy who had, and Amekaze quickly confirmed these facts. Some Blackfeather wolf, then. What the fuck. He'd have to go to check on Potema himself, figure out if he could get any information on whatever they were doing. Moonspear had never had problems with Blackfeather Woods except for the little run-in with Vaati. Charon didn't get why it should start now, and he hoped Potema would be able to tell him more.

As Revui spoke of the wolf, Charon's hackles raised. "That one," he growled, remembering well the Blackfeather wolf that Llewellyn had had a tangle-in with. To think she would come looking for more trouble still seemed very, very dumb. They'd let her off with a warning and only minor injuries that time, why would she come back for more? None of it made sense to him. Were they really that dumb and careless?

Red and cream, Mor. Charon noted this, figuring he could use it to tell Potema about -- if she were still around -- when visiting blackfeather. "This won't go unpunished," he decided swiftly. He didn't need to look at Amekaze to know she must feel the same. "I will talk to Potema and make sure this wolf gets punished." He wasn't too sure he'd find Potema there, but then, maybe she'd just been staying low, keeping her head down for a little while, after the war with Redhawk Caldera. Surely, Potema would be on his face if he'd go to her and tell her about this wolf's deeds, and she would agree to deliver the wolf to Moonspear. "Do we know what even they want?" 'cause Charon sure didn't have a clue, based on what all was happening.