thinking of you

Mordecai remained calm, and Charon didn't really want to give him the gratification of being angry. He couldn't help being angry, though, which only infuriated the young Beta even more. Osprey wasn't allowed to be gone... There were too many wolves gone in his life already. She had to be here. She had to be somewhere. Uncle Mordecai described things as he tended to -- Charon'd almost forgotten what he was like -- with a hint of misplaced sarcasm. Charon pursed his lips and frowned deeply, though he refrained from bursting out into anger.

"She... She can't be gone," Charon said as he looked at Mordecai, fighting his emotions, the frown still on his face. "She's my friend. I was gonna tell her 'bout how I'm a Beta now, and she was gonna take me on adventures..." Charon looked away, unwanting to look at his uncle. He wanted Osprey to be here, not Mordecai, and seeing him here when he'd called for his friend gave Charon the urge to blame her disappearance on him, even if he knew it was irrational.