Stavanger Bay It was a privilege, wasn't it?

Charon had been greedily drinking since the moment he had been born, far from the same state of mind as his brothers. This brave explorer had had a busy day, what with being born and all, so he felt like he deserved a break and a good, sturdy dinner.

The child was not bothered by the wails of his brothers, for he did not hear. Once he had had his fill and turned away from the feeding place, Charon opened his mouth wide and yaaaaaawned long and wide. He smacked his lips a few times after the yawn while contemplating what adventures he, brave explorer, was going to have now that he'd had his munchies.