Gyrfalcon's Keep This world falls on me

Fighting the urge to give a dubious 'mhmm', Dante elected to allow him his story and pride. "I didn't see, but I assume it's going well then." He said, refraining from smiling too broadly, though it was difficult. So this boy was from the bay, Ragnar's domain if he remembered correctly. He appeared to be too young to have dwelt there when Junior did, though Dante could be mistaken. Still, he had few qualms giving his station to a bay wolf.

"Dante, leader of Blacktail Deer Plateau. Nice to meet you, Charon." It wasn't often he met those outside his domain, for most times it was in the case of intruders that he saw new faces. When those situations occurred he could hardly stop to chat. Figuring that the younger one would likely lead conversation regardless of what he may say, Dante left his words at a simple greeting, though he was curious to see if Charon knew his pack's title.