Stavanger Bay caterpillars

this is my last post. :) thanks for the thread :D

The child listened quietly to Onyx' story and explanation, trying to grasp what she was trying to teach him. He still didn't really understand all of it, but it was slowly starting to get there. From her whole story, there was one thing that stuck, though. "Berries're alive?!" Charon gasped out in confusion when Onyx finished talking. He didn't know that. He always thought that things that didn't move on their own were therefore not alive.

"Oh," added Charon when he realised that he hadn't properly responded to Onyx' explanation yet. He still looked - and felt - a little confused, but it would come in time. "Um I hafta go," said Charon and he looked over his shoulder as though someone had called him. He wanted some alone time to think all of this over. "G'bye!" he called over his shoulder before running back to Ragnar and Thistle's den and vanishing into its darkness to be alone in quiet contemplation and mull over all of the things Onyx had taught him.