Somewhere in the darkness shines a little light on a blue horizon

Osprey's progress was slow, therefore it was no wonder that the young fellow got ahead of her many times and she watched his ease of movement with slight envy, for she could not force herself to match his pace. Every now and then she would feel a twitch or a prickling feeling in her belly, but the pang of pain that had surprised her moments ago didn't return. Therefore it was easier to ignore these minor signs. All the more, while Charon kept talking and distracting her from focusing too much on her problems.

So... her friend had outgrown a phase, where you needed an imaginary buddy. It was a natural process, of course, but it didn't render Osprey from feeling regret that this chapter in Charon's life had ended and that there was no turning back. She also - quite irrationally - felt sorry for Drake, who was left just because the once little boy had grown up. "That happens. Well, he must have a lot of duties among his troll family too. Especially now, when the new batch of baby-trolls need to be looked after," she thought that she should somehow write a proper and reasonable ending for this story. "But - don't forget him entirely... You never know, when you will need a friend like him," she said with a hope that, even though Charon would very soon be a young and strong wolf, he would retain just a bit of the childish creativity and playfulness in him.