Ouroboros Spine Black as Soot, Cold as Ice

Charon had little eye for his surroundings of yet, though he noticed Potema had reached the shore and was staring about at her surroundings. Slowly his breath started to calm down, as did his rapid heartbeat, and he smiled when Potema asked if he was alright. Maybe it'd been a little ambitious, this swim, but he didn't regret it. "Yeah, I'll be fine," Charon said. He sat down, his body still heaving with each breath, while he looked around.

"Pretty cool, isn't it?" He looked around at the small remnant of nature that the storm had left behind. "A bit of life... Among all of this death." He took time to breath between the short sentences while he glanced about. Once his breathing had calmed down a little, Charon got to his feet and shook his fur, sending water flying everywhere; now ready to explore.