Gyrfalcon's Keep This world falls on me

Charon just rolled his eyes when Dante laughed and said that he didn't try to get to the point where they would tear him apart. He supposed that he'd been right; Dante had probably never even encountered a bear at all, so he hadn't a clue how to tell the good bears from the bad bears. Truthfully, Charon wasn't sure if there were any crafting bears that healed people outside of his and Osprey's adventures, but he wasn't going to tell Dante this, lest he might think that the adventures Charon and Osprey had were nothing more than child's play.

Dante seemed interested in Drake, so Charon explained, "Yeah, Drake's a troll. He grew fur after the crafting bears healed him, though, so he looks kind of like a small round fuzzy bear with a tail now. But it's been a while since that happened so he's pretty much over it now." Charon wasn't sure why Dante was so very interested in Drake, but whatever; he loved talking about himself and his things and adventures, so he didn't mind at all. "So anyway, what's being a pack leader like? I think I'd be a pretty good leader when I grow up." Charon smiled at Dante, hoping he would give Charon a peek into his secret leader-like life.