The Sentinels tell me we'll be okay

Sarah looked at the stranger with wide eyes, while he introduced himself. Many of the things he had said were lost to her, yet the name stuck. Charon. A friend. This was good then, right? She looked up at her mom from below for an approval. Though she did not look straight down at her, the easy atmosphere around them was enough to understand the the assumption had been a correct one. 

When mom mentioned hunting, her eyes lit up - shyness was all but forgotten in the light of playing a familiar game. She stepped out from the hiding spot with her tail wagging and she stretched, ready to go and do stuff.