Cedar Sweep take my advice - i'm not using it

It seemed their meeting was coming to a close now. Charon nodded at Sanguinus as he mentioned it would be good to see him again. Safe travels. Catch you later. He then turned away towards the mountain himself. Paws crunched through the fresh snow while he played with the idea of having a Champion -- whether Sanguinus or other -- that would fight for him. Charon'd never been much of a fighter, even though his appearance suggested otherwise, although he had always liked others to think that he was a tough warrior. Would a champion make others think him meek for not fighting his own battles? He contemplated as he made his way back to his Moonspear.