Moonspear the future is freaky ladies and gents

Slavik could sense that Charon’s next comment wasn’t exactly genuine, but still it was a compliment and Slavik could only smile. Thanks, he replied, then let his fiery enthusiasm cool down to a laid back simmer. Charon gave thanks for offering his kill, he nodded and replied simply, no problem. He watched as the other male began to eat, and a sudden tremor quaked through his stomach and he felt a tiny bit regretful for giving away his whole squirrel. Hopefully he would end up with more than the scraps, but if he didn’t, well it was really his fault.

How have you settled in? Slavik honestly had had a rough time at first, it was quite different here from his home pack, and far more different from the lone traveling he’d done for the previous half year. But he was getting used to it, and beginning to enjoy himself as a member of the Moonspear pack. Charon only needed to know the latter, Good! I’ve been good. It’s nice to be a part of a pack again. He sat down, and let his tail swish behind him.