Firefly Glen spring in your step

Charon looked at the youth as he posed his question, though without introducing himself first, a thing that irked Charon to no ends. He felt king and master of these lands, feeling a sense of fake power in the fact he could call upon his family and pack to come aide him whenever he needed it. He merely nodded at the first question, but the second one made him reconsider the situation.

"Yes," he answered, and suddenly he realised that maybe this youth was one of Eshe's, considering his proximity in age to his own daughters. But he smelled nothing of her and so he considered the pup may be someone else's. But whose, and where from? He didn't smell like Fitz either, and neither did he like Redhawk — as a matter of fact, Charon didn't recognise it at all. "I'm visiting its Alpha, Eshe," he said, decidedly leaving scumbag Scimitar out of things because he held no love for the man (and last he'd visited had been invited into the territory by Eshe without Scimitar's approval, so what authority did the man really hold?). If this youth had anything to do with Neverwinter, he'd probably find out soon enough by the mention of Eshe.