Lake Rodney night at the lake

Charon wondered if he'd ever see her again, but whatever. He was in a choosy position, and he wanted wolves who'd put forward some effort for his pack and for him. This seemed like a good task for a scout. There weren't any follow-up questions, just a mention that she would do it. "I'll see you soon, then," he said and then watched her as she slipped off into the night.

He turned his gaze back towards the heavens and with a smile on his face watched the stars, feeling content to be among his oldest of friends.