Blacktail Deer Plateau i am the stone that the builder refused

Charon had said he would visit Osprey sometime, and so far he hadn't managed; but now he found a peep of time and was able to make his way there. He was nearing nine months of age, a time when he would be an adult officially. He'd enter the adult ranks, and fully expected to enter them in a leader position after the talk he had had with Thistle Cloud. Charon knew that she needed the help, and he was the most competent wolf for the job. Especially after Ragnar's death, the pack really needed another leader - someone like him. And he was, after all, the heir to the pack. No one would be better suited for the position. Stavanger Bay was small, but it would grow again, and they were heading into summer, anyway, so they were fine for now.

When he reached Blacktail Deer Plateau's borders, Charon raised his nose into the air and howled for @Osprey to come. Once he had called, Charon casually sat down and waited at the borders, keeping his body language neutral as he was upon another pack's borders. The eight months old wolf waited patiently for Osprey to come, hoping she was feeling better than the last time they met.