I dream of Polar night

Sadly, every good story came to an end, and so did Osprey's (and Charon's) story of Drake. While disappointed, Charon knew that stories simply ended at some point. He supposed he wasn't even that disappointed that the story had ended, but he knew it marked the end of spending time with Osprey, something that he had enjoyed much. "Oh, we're already here!" said Charon in surprise as they neared the den, ears cupping forward towards the quiet den.

Looking back at Osprey, Charon smiled and said, trying to keep his voice down but only managing to speak a-little-less-loud-than-usually, "I would loooove to hear more about Drake!" He hesitated a moment and added, "Will you come visit when you go back to your own pack?" Charon wished that the Bay had a storyteller as good as Osprey around, but as long as she made sure to visit, he supposed it was okay they didn't have their own. He could be the pack's makeshift storyteller until Osprey came back to share more stories.