Neverwinter Forest never relent

Luckily it didn't take long for Eshe to show up after he'd called, cheerful as always despite the heavy tones his call had carried. Ears tipped forward as she greeted him warmly, and he felt the urge to reach forward somehow; there was something infectuous about Eshe's enthusiasm and warmth that made Charon want to mirror it, even though it was very uncharacteristic for him to. The gods knew how in the world someone great like Eshe had ended up with a dick like Scimitar. Anyway, for now, Charon pushed Scimitar from his mind, 'cause he didn't want to ruin things between himself and Eshe, and he wasn't here to badmouth Scimitar, either.

"Hey!" Charon said with a fondness to his voice that he couldn't hide as he spoke to her, feeling a strange warmth. "I've actually got pretty shit news. I'm looking for a dick named Goober, who badly hurt one of my wolves and good friends. I'm going around the area asking if anyone knows where I can find him." Dhole was possibly more than 'a good friend' to Charon, but he didn't care to delve into the depths of his relations to her or how much she meant to him. Charon had a very small group of strong friends surrounding him, but those that he had he cared for intensely. The same went for the way that Goober'd hurt Dhole. He didn't want the whole valley to know that Dhole was raped 'cause it'd not help at all building her confidence back up and anyway, it was irrelevant what he had done, exactly. Charon's closest would know that if anything made him go after another wolf for the sake of someone not-himself, it was bad enough.

Charon itched to tell Eshe about himself and Amekaze too, but he decided to leave it for later. He could always tell her later, when she did or didn't know about this weirdo named Goober. Who the fuck was called 'Goober', anyway? Were his parents equally retarded as the sick bastard himself for even naming him that in the first place?