Stavanger Bay If it wiggles and it jiggles and it says boo

Charon nudged Levi's shoulder as they waited for the other wolves to arrive and festivities to begin, trying to cheer his brother up a little. Even though Charon was sad, he didn't want to let his sadness show too much because he knew it would only make Levi sadder.

As Thistle began to speak, Charon's ears perked up and he listened to what she had to say. He didn't understand all of it fully just yet, and he wasn't sure what these 'gods' were that Thistle spoke of (he hadn't ever heard Julooke or Verrine mention them), but he was glad that he was allowed to pick up the squirrel he'd eyed.

"C'mon Levi," said Charon and he nudged Levi's shoulder again. Then he quickly dashed towards the pile of catches and grabbed the squirrel he'd seen before and wanted to play with. So far his meat had come in regurgitated form, so he didn't start eating the squirrel, but he moved his head from left to right and back again really fast, swinging it around, in play. Then he looked around to see if Levi had followed (and if not, he trotted back to Levi with the squirrel dangling from his mouth) and swung the squirrel through the air in front of Levi, throwing it into the air and catching it again to show his brother how much fun it was and, hopefully, encourage him to either try and take Charon's squirrel or grab something of his own to play with.