Moonspear heel

It was with heavy heart that Charon called for @Althaia that day. He had spent a lot of time from the territories searching for Lazarus, but he had no luck so far. Yet there were other matters to attend to. His healing face was not one of them; the wounds had scabbed over, but every movement of his face still hurt, pulling loose frays of scabs here and there. His muzzle showed clearly the wounds that had shredded his heart, too.

He waited sitting near the mountain's base for Althaia, where the thick woods that kept them safe throughout winter turned into the rocky mountain's base and where paths wound up. Where he'd met Dhole, when they were exploring here, making their claim. He looked around, a stern expression on his wound-littered face, while he waited.

anyone else is welcome to pop in too! :D i'd love for a @Satch or such too since they haven't yet met!