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Charon nodded as Peregrine introduced himself to be both Redhawk Caldera's Alpha and Wildfire's father. He then turned to look at Flóki, who after a short pause told about Moonspear. Charon merely nodded to emphasise the words. When Peregrine asked if Flóki was one of Ragnar's, Charon said: "Yes, we are." He didn't normally suggest being biologically Ragnar's son, but somehow it seemed suitable to do so in this situation, because it would also emphasise that he was Flóki's brother, something he did like suggesting (as he was, in all but blood).

As for 'Tytonidae', Charon had never heard of him or her. "Who's that?" he asked nonchalantly. "Can't say anyone's lived at Stavanger Bay in my lifetime." The pack had always been small and tight-knit in Charon's life, growing smaller and smaller in time until it was finally enough and they really needed to move out and up in life.

Another question came, this time in regards to why they'd want Wildfire in their pack. Charon sensed this question was largely for him: after all, Flóki was just a pup in the pack, and Charon was its Alpha. "She's got a good head on her shoulders," Charon said; that was his first and foremost reason to accept most wolves into the pack. Things he thought were important were they either had to be crazy loyal, or crazy smart (or both, ideally, as Charon considered himself to be). Wildfire was pretty smart and as for loyalty, well, he had yet to properly find out that bit. "You know, down to earth, but smart too, and fun to be with. And I know she's serious about contributing to the pack however she can." Wildfire was the kind of wold who wanted to carry her own weight; perhaps not only, Charon guessed loosely, because she wanted the pack to thrive, but mostly because she enjoyed doing things well. He needed wolves like those.