Sea Lion Shores with arms wide open

set at the eastern edge of the Sentinels, near SB. all welcome, maybe @Floki ? :D

The journey home had been difficult. The ugly scabs across his back and shoulder didn't help, irritating his every movement, and his muscles were still sore and stiff from the fight and the subsequent rest he had taken. Charon was weary and eager to rest, but he didn't allow himself such luxury as of yet: he would rest when the pack was informed, both of his well-being and of his other plans. He wondered if they'd been looking for him. How had they been at all? Had Levi returned from wherever he'd gone in the couple of days before Charon had left? How was Thistle doing, and how would she take his plans? He had so many questions and couldn't wait for them to be answered.

Charon had crossed the open plains after descending through the granite gates. It made for the easiest manner of travel and strained his aching muscles as little as possible all in all. Ears were pressed forward, for despite his injured looks Charon felt confident and positive. Once the foresty edges of Stavanger Bay came into view a pang of nostalgia hit the young Beta, upon realising he was intending to leave this all behind. Charon lifted his nose and called, hoping that someone would come and meet him. He longed to see the familiar faces of the pack he loved.