Silvertip Mountain the storm approaches

"Dhole, but she's fine now," Charon said. He knew that she wasn't 'fine' and that things might never be 'fine' for her, but he didn't want Mason to know the specifics of the attack that had taken place and so he decided to play it off as something small. It was bad enough as it was for her. Charon didn't even really expect Mason to know Dhole at all, for somehow the wolves he knew outside of his pack were bubbles that only he knew of, in his mind. He didn't even know that Mason and Flóki knew each other at all.

"She doesn't remember what he looks like, but a name like Goober ought to stick out when you do run into him, I guess," said Charon. "Dhole's still recovering, maybe she'll remember more later." He hoped to run into someone else who knew about this Goober wolf first, though, so that he would hear from someone less confused what the dude looked like.