Moonspear look what you've done

Charon listened as Hydra told him basically what Amekaze had told him except with less chomp. He still didn't entirely believe this, because this was what it was always like, what it should be like. They should have raised another litter beside Hydra's. It shouldn't have been this way. The problem with the heat is the hysteria that it induces, Charon said, unaware that his words may be perceived respectless because that's just how he saw things. Everyone gets heated about this when it's a lot simpler than everyone is making it. Honestly he felt that Hydra could've easily waited for him. You could've called, could've sent Arcturus with a message, could've waited. What was a year to wait if she was sure she wanted this? It had prevented much drama.

Charon frowned as he looked at Hydra, who only seemed to be getting upset with him again, acting as if he was dumb and just didn't get it. Do you understand what it's like? Of course she didn't. To be denied children, to be spat at at bringing up the very subject, to be told off by your daughter in front of your pack? He shook his head, the story forgotten for now as he turned his head away, looking over the lands below. The view was spectacular, but he had a hard time enjoying it right now. He didn't look away because he didn't want to look at her or talk; he looked away to hide the emotion that shimmered in his eyes because he did not want her to think him weak. Clearly it had not helped at all to tell her of his fears, clearly he was foolish to share them at all so they could be used against him.