Phantom Hollow dear watson

Charon smiled brightly when Ovaltine thanked him for the information. He was always eager to help where he could, even if his motives were not always the best. The freckled adolescent and, in his mind, soon-to-be Beta, looked thoughtful when Ovaltine asked if he could do anything in return. Charon thought for a moment, considering asking for something disproportional (not because he thought to ask for something too much, but because only too-much-things popped into his head), but then he thought of something he could ask that matched up to what little information he’d given.

”What do you know about non-coastal places?” he asked, ”I know a lot about the Coast area, but not so much about this place and places around here, or the mountain ridges. D’you know about them, and, like, what packs there are over there?” It’d help Charon to know more about the surrounding areas and packs, even if he wasn’t officially an Outrider.