Stavanger Bay give me daughters, send me sons, i'll make them all chosen ones

As if Ragna's surprisingly loud -- for a pup so tiny -- cries weren't bad enough, another of the pups awoke and started to scream. Charon grunted as he heard the second pup starting to cry. Ragna had been quiet for a little while, but it seemed that 'a little while' was all Charon was going to get when it came to quietness. His ears flattened as he was surrounded by the two screeching pups.

Though he was a bit too old for such childish play, Charon decided that since he obviously couldn't beat them, or get them quiet in any other way, the only wise choice was to join them. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWGH!" Charon shouted loudly, joining the two pups in their chorus of complaint. "See? How do you like it when someone's screaming in your face?" he tutted, though the pups could not hear.