Moonspear Reforget

Flóki didn't know yet, which in Charon's eyes should've been first to know. But maybe she had been avoiding him, or maybe she'd found it easier to console in a friend first. He didn't know, but didn't get too stuck on the fact. Dhole either knew nothing about Goober or didn't want to tell him, though for what reasons Charon wasn't sure. He promised, "If I ever find this Goober," the way his name was spoken was laced with disgust, "I'll drag him to Moonspear by the dick and let you finish the job." His words were harsh and cold, and he felt nothing but anger towards the man. Charon'd never been particularly empathic and so he was not inhibited in his vengeful thoughts. Anyone who hurt his wolves, hurt him.

Dhole asked for Flóki, and Charon nodded. It was a good step to tell Flóki about what'd happened. That way they could work forward. "Alright." His voice softened again as he spoke to Dhole. "I'll call Flóks, and we can tell him together." Charon lifted his nose into the air and called for @Floki to come to their location, hoping that his brother'd be quick. He would allow them privacy if they wanted to, but truthfully, Charon preferred to stay 'cause if she hadn't already told Flóki (and the length of her absence hadn't gone unnoticed) then he was scared she might back out now.