Witch's Marsh We watched, the stars fell, and oh you know we let them

There was no reply. It made Charles stop in his tracks and when he looked over, he saw that she had, too. The coywolf just stood and stared at her from across the march, not sure what was going on. Was she unsure or simply distracted? She didn't seem to be looking at anything in particular, least of all him specifically. Just stared into the void, it seemed.

Maybe she'd just lost interest in him or didn't want to be reminded of ever having known such a loser. Charles didn't know what to do, so he just waited, silently, tensely, to be dismissed by her -- or for anything else to happen.