Moonspear tante

Mostly a cameo, unless he's needed or beckoned.

A call for his shadow—Chakliux. The trace of a smile pulled at his lips, frosted eyes scouring over the lissome form of Elentari as she exited her ulaq, his own silver form taut as he moved to casually stride after her, a cheeky nip cast upon the she-wolf’s hip.

He did not linger so close to her as to communicate his own desire of her—she had sated him, and he her, many times over the course of days. If she wished to bed the seal hunter, it would rankle him, surely—but he would not interfere.

He did, however, remain a distance—eyes drifting over the scene as the ivory man spoke something to her—he was not close enough to hear the murmured words—but given his distrust in the man who he felt should have been home with his wife and son at Moontide, rather than drifting through Moonspear, lurking for the she-wolves in heat.

In case Elentari did dismiss him—and the seal hunter was as dishonorable as Argent was beginning to suspect he was.