Blacktail Deer Plateau It ain't like midnight and cigarette smoke

it took Dante a moment, but he remembered.  He wondered if perhaps friend was a strong word for what he counted the irritating youth, but he had to admit he liked Charon's drive and straightforward nature.  Her sleepy admission warned him, and though it was on the tip of his tongue to jest about her choice of the term kinda, instead he simply absorbed the statement and let it fill him.  He couldn't imagine when she had met up with her friend, but he was glad those words had been passed to her.

"He might have told me a couple things too, about a certain Lady Nobless Firecomet he seemed rather fond of."  He laid his head down on his paws.  "She sounds like a great friend.  He's lucky to have her."  Falling silent, he allowed her the chance to sleep, his own eyes remaining open.  Though he did not mind chatting, he didn't wish to keep her up, for he knew exhaustion weighed heavily on her mind and body.  He would remain watchful for a time if she fell asleep, not quite ready to rest just yet.