Moonspear Caught in all, the stars are hiding

Maia asked if they could go see it, and Charon visibly hesitated for a moment. He hadn't ever invited anyone from another pack up his mountain, not that he remembered. Members of other packs had been at Stavanger Bay, before he fully realised how it worked. He'd been on other territories too when he was young, but not since he owned his mountain. He felt possessive of the mountain, and felt like he only shared it with his family and pack members -- those closest to him.

Even Potema hadn't been up the mountain...

He wasn't sure why he said, Sure. Follow me. when he did. But there was something about Maia. Something that made him want to spend more time with her, exploring his mountain. He wanted her to be the first one that he went all the way up the mountain with. There might not even be a path up those jagged peaks, that lead all the way up to its tops, he realised -- he'd tried for several summers and he had never managed to find it. But if there was anyone he would go up the jagged tops of Moonspear with, to see if they could touch the stars from there, he wanted it to be Maia. He didn't even know why. Because she was a last piece of cool aunt Osprey that he still had, because they just clicked from the start, because he reminded him of other friends he'd had that had all left him, because she was so upbeat and enthusiastic and optimistic... Or maybe just because she was Maia.

Shaking the thoughts, because they were unimportant, Charon started leading the way into the forested slopes of Moonspear's pack territory, as he said: It's not very far up the mountain -- c'mon, let's go. His tail wagged as his voice picked up enthusiasm towards the last words, and a smile spread across his face as he suddenly felt surprisingly upbeat. What a rollercoaster of emotions today'd been.