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The matter of Lazarus was easily dropped, as it wasn't a subject that Charon was eager to talk more of after what'd happened to his mate. Things were as they were, and they were settled, for now. Nobody'd ever speak of what he had done and the pups were his, regardless of what was truth.

"You should drop by sometime," Charon suggested. "In a few moons, maybe, when they're a bit older." Then he could take them to the borders and show them to Potema, and it'd probably be good for them to interact with someone from outside of the pack. Especially if it was someone friendly like Potema.

He exchanged a quick glance with Potema's brother and then looked back at Potema. "I should head back to them for now." When they were a bit older Charon could go for a longer visit, perhaps; but for now he felt like something terrible might happen every moment he was away from his family. The only reason he'd left them was in case Potema was out looking for Lazarus, so he wanted to inform her.