Moonspear i love the stars too fondly to fear the night

"I'll have a stern talk with her later," Charon told his brother, unaware that this would in fact be the last time he'd ever see Mistywind before he could possibly kick her out.

"How've you been? We haven't had any one on one time in too long," Charon said with a fond smile. The pink and oranges in the sky painted Flóki's face, making Charon realise how beautiful the sunset was today and how clear the skies were so they could actually enjoy it. "Anything new?" Maybe Flóki had news, of the outrider sort or the personal sort, to share.