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When Thistle turned to greet him, Charon's tail wagged a little. She asked him if he was having adventures, and he looked hesitant for a moment. "Always," he said, though he hadn't really been on any special adventures. He'd been off on his own, thinking about things like Ragnar and Thistle and hierarchy, and worrying about Levi, who had been recluse and quiet all his life so far and seemed to really take the loss of their family heavy.

Charon was surprised to hear that Thistle Cloud was making a new den, because he thought the old one was fine, if a bit snug. He didn't really grasp from Thistle Cloud's words if Gunnar was going to not be staying with them anymore, or if this new den was in part to accomodate Gunnar's growth so that they would all have more space.

When Thistle said she might want more pups, Charon tilted his head and looked at her in wonder. "More pups? But you already have Gunnar, right?" He sounded both surprised, as though he genuinely could not grasp why they would have more puppies if they already had Gunnar walking around, as well as a little defensive because he didn't want any new pups to take Gunnar's place.