Moonspear I scorn their hatred, if they do but fear me

It was no surprise to Charon that Ness was so surprised. Everyone was surprised, probably; everyone knew Dhole, and she'd been such a great wolf until Goober had ruined her. Yet while a lot of the blame fell on Goober's shoulders Charon planted a lot of it firmly on Dhole's own. She was a master of her own fate in the end, and she had had family and friend and a mate to support her. Charon didn't even really believe that Flóki would have broken up with her; it was probably part of the world that she was building around her to protect herself. Either that, or there would've been a very good reason behind Flóki's actions, and even then... Things could always be fixed if you fought for them rather than running.

Charon absent-mindedly plucked a few more feathers while Ness asked him why. That was a good question, and one Charon himself didn't even have a true answer for. He sighed lightly and said, "I don't know if you'd heard she was attacked. She hasn't been herself since then. And we all tried really hard to help her — I've even got someone fetching the guy who attacked her right now so that she could take revenge for what he'd done — but then one day she comes up to me to tell me she's leaving. I told her running away wouldn't solve anything, but she refused to listen." Charon narrowed his eyes and clenched his jaw, expressive as always; his frustration showing clearly on his face as well as in his voice. It was still a bitter pill to swallow to know that Dhole had abandoned him so willingly.