Wild Berry Meadow he followed

Having halted entirely, obliging when the stranger had stopped him in his tracks, Noctura felt somewhat more relaxed at the white wolf's change in tact. It seemed they both had the night's sky in common, or at least an interest in it.

So his name was Charon? Noctura committed it to memory, to replace the nickname 'white shadow'. Noctura, Kanpō of Ryūjin, he responded in kind. I've seen your mountain from mine, he followed Charon's gaze to the mighty peak. Your view of the stars must be magnificent.