Moonspear it gets better

Charon didn't consider that his children had never seen fire like this before; not until Vela asked after it, anyway. He looked at his daughter as she posed her question and answered: "Fire. It's very hot and destructive. If you ever see a lot of smoke somewhere, stay away." Instinct should prevent them from looking it up, anyway, but just to be sure he wanted them to know never to get near. "This fire took place some time ago. Plants are starting to regrow, but it takes a long time." Especially a forest as impressive as the Sentinels would take long to recover.

Charon continued the travels while he talked, though he was open to more questions should Vela have them. In the distance the familiar borders of Stavanger Bay approached, and Charon felt a tingle in his stomach at the thought of home. Though Moonspear had been his home for much longer than the Bay, the ocean's salty scent and being in the Bay still made him feel like a piece of him had been left behind here that he refound whenever he visited.