a storm is brewing

Charon rolled his eyes when Gunnar demanded to know more about everything, without really deserving said information in Charon's eyes. It was like he just didn't want to hear what Charon was telling him, or something -- infuriating! Charon considered telling Gunnar again that he wasn't hiding anything, as he felt that the reasons she was sad were completely justified. Maybe Gunnar just hadn't seen the depression when he left, dying to get out so badly, or maybe it'd started after he left, or because he had left.

Truthfully, maybe telling Gunnar about Atreyu, Jorunn and the bear would've been best, but Charon felt moody and irritated, and he didn't feel like telling his brother anything. Besides, he hadn't visited since he left, or anything, so what was to say that he'd actually help if he did tell him to come see him when he found Jorunn or Atreyu? They were probably dead, anyway...

"Whatever," Charon said, his narrowed eyes staring coldly at Gunnar. "Have a nice life." With those words, the young Beta turned away from the Redtail Rise borders and he started back towards home. On his journey home he often wondered why he'd taken such a long trip to visit someone who wasn't even happy to see him -- nor Charon him -- in the first place.