Wild Berry Meadow he followed

Charon pulled a face when Noctura told him not to wait. It was somewhere midway between being amused and insulted; anyone who knew Charon knew that he wouldn't wait for anyone. Not even his precious stars. He figured that whatever they had planned for him, it was bound to happen eventually anyway, so he might as well achieve all he could within the realms of his possibilities and they'd toss whatever they had planned at him when they were ready, or whatever.

"Nah, wasn't planning to," he said with a grin that betrayed his ambition. "If I'd be sitting around waiting for fate to happen, I wouldn't be King of a great mountain and destined for things even greater than that." There was a sparkle in his eyes as he spoke, for he truly believed that he was fated to do great things, and that some day he would be able to understand all that the stars murmured to him fully. "Whatever they've planned for me, if it is anything beyond what I've already achieved then they'll surely just chuck it at my path whenever they think is a good time."