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When Bronco got closer, Charles huddled close to the ground, shaking, tail tucked between his legs. It might be hard to tell for Bronco that he was more afraid, or differently afraid; he'd already been in a state of panic, after all, and on the outside little more seemed to change except crouching into a ball, as small as he could. Charles however felt afraid at the closeness, for the only closeness that he had experienced in his life was negative first. Always negative first. It was a surprise that he was instead.. hugged? It was hard to savour the positive touch and feel better about it because his mind screamed that this was wrong! He'd done nothing to earn it. He'd not been beat up. He'd not been screamed at.

Bronco said that Charles could stay here, which was pretty outlandish to the coywolf. He didn't know where else to go though, and while he wanted to run away, far away, as far as he could, he knew that he could not just do such a thing. Just like how he'd only come to Moonspear and then Firefly Glen because Leta told him, he gave up and decided to go along with Bronco's plan for now. Yes, he agreed, almost defeatedly so. Charles didn't answer the question about leaders. If Bronco said it was okay for Charles to stay, he trusted his friend. A part of him thought what would happen if the leaders didn't know, found out and would see him. Maybe they would tear him apart. Maybe he'd be with Osiris and Leta then. Or maybe he'd just be a pile of meat and bones. Either way, he wouldn't feel all of this anymore. So it didn't matter much if they knew or not. Maybe the outcome where they didn't know was better, even.