Porcupine Ridge i've given up

Charon wished that she was a bit more helpful. He didn't really want to ask her for help, but it looked like she would drive him to the point that he would have to. He remembered her name now. It was Ame. The young Beta's ears folded back momentarily while he heaved himself to his feet again, though it was with great effort and pain that he managed.

"Ame," he said. "Ame of the Spire. Is your home nearby?" He didn't want to invite himself, but he would need her help to get home in one piece; or at least have a much bigger chance at getting there. Charon looked at her imploringly, brows knitted into an unhappy and pained frown.