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Charon nodded when Thistle said that Gunnar liked adventures too. He liked hanging out with Gunnar. Levi was always quiet and depressed, but Gunnar was lively and adventurous, like Charon. Since he felt a lot like Levi’s big brother in many ways, always wanting to protect him and watch over him, Charon enjoyed spending time with someone with more mutual interests who didn’t need protecting all the time.

Thistle stopped the digging when he asked why she wanted more pups to take the time to explain. Charon tilted his head as he listened. He hadn’t really given growing up much thought so far, but now that she mentioned it, considered how different things would be when Gunnar would get older and maybe move out of the den, as well as when Charon and Levi would get older. Charon couldn’t really imagine a world where he was an adult and he could especially not imagine a world where Levi would be an adult.

After a moment of silence to take it in, he nodded. “Okay,” he said, though he wasn’t entirely comforted. Then he added, easily skipping to a more light-hearted and, more importantly, Charon-centered subject, “I’m gonna be a Naturalist. D’you know what a Naturalist does?” He already figured out most of it himself, but he wasn’t sure if Thistle was as well-educated as Charon. Since she was the pack’s Alpha, it was important for Charon that the trade he wanted to pick up was an actual trade, acknowledged by his leader.