It's All Coming Back To Me

Charon hadn't meant to sound as though he minded that he had not seen the guy for a while; they'd both been busy, after all. He only now remembered that he had extended an invitation at the time for the guy to see Stavanger Bay, too, as he'd been all over his Naturalist training at the time. It seemed so long ago now. When Silvertip Mountain's Alpha said that circumstances had prevented his earlier stop by the Bay, Charon said: "No bad ones, I hope?"

When he asked about the news of the Bay, Charon wished that the only news he had was his eager promotion to Beta. If only there weren't a thousand bad things overshadowing his ascension. "Ragnar died," Charon shared, a sad look on his face. "Ragnar and Thistle had pups again, four of them, but one of them was dragged out to the ocean yesterday." Charon gave a grim expression to signify he didn't think that the pup had survived: that's what Ragnar always told him about Kevlyn and Liyaní, after all, when they'd vanished. Disappearance usually meant death.

Charon left an appropriate moment of silence before he disclosed more positive news: "And I'm Beta of the Bay now."