Moonspear fear is the hand that pulls your strings

The mountain king watched from a safe distance. He felt torn between being impressed with his son's fighting, with Dirge's fighting, or feeling a touch of irritation that Dirge was a good fighter and managed to best Revui. The choice to butt heads with oncoming teeth wasn't one Charon would have made, as it seemed a potentially painful and dangerous move for both. But it worked, it seemed.

Maybe if this had been his first litter Charon would have stormed at Dirge for harming one of his precious children, but a multiple-time father Charon'd gotten used to his children getting hurt and in a way, he felt it made them stronger and better prepared for the world. He saw the tooth but it didn't look like it was multiple of them -- so long as Revui wasn't maimed in a way that would impair his survival chances it'd only make him stronger.

He left his spot as audience to this spar and said: "Well fought." He looked at Revui as he said the words, then turned to look at Dirge; the words weren't repeated, but considering Dirge had won the fight, Charon didn't think he needed to.