Stavanger Bay not broken

sure, i'll archive :)

Flóki seemed to calm -- if only somewhat -- and Charon made sure he stayed close to his little brother. Even though he heard no evidence of the bear following the pair of them, Charon stayed underneath the tree for a good while to come. As Flóki curled up, Charon curled his tail around his brother and lay his head down next to Flóki. At least one of them was okay, even if they'd lost Atreyu and Jorunn. He'd do anything to find them, but Charon feared that it might be too late to save them.

For another good while -- Charon wasn't sure how long, maybe an hour or two -- Charon waited with Jorunn in the small, shallow den. Only then he was certain that the coast was clear, and cautiously he unfolded himself and Flóki from the tiny den and started to make his way back home, to Thistle Cloud, with a heavy heart as he prepared himself to tell her what had happened.