Somewhere in the darkness shines a little light on a blue horizon

Since his return home, Charon hadn't been sleeping very well. He was plagued by nightmares about the monstrous dog that had attacked him. Even though the wounds in his neck were healing fine on the outside now that they'd been treated by Thistle Cloud, the ones on the inside proved a lot harder to fix. Charon wanted nothing more than to march over to wherever Blythe lived and give her what was coming to him, but two things stopped him: the first being the fact he had no clue where she lived, and the second that his mortality had been proven by the assault at Dawnlark Plains.

When the call sounded, Charon had been laying near the den, feeling sombre. He got to his feet, filled with sudden energy and excitement, as he heard the call; Charon loved spending time with Osprey, and he was glad she had returned after their last adventure. Hopefully — but if she was here, then probably — her injuries from their previous adventure had healed properly.

The adolescent, now nearly six months of age and thus adult in size — though not in stature, balance and strength — dashed to the borders as fast as he could. He greeted Osprey with an excited wag of his tail and nipped the underside of her chin in a respectful greeting. "Osprey!!" he excitedly said. "Did Dante tell you to come?" He'd met Dante nog long ago and wondered if the leader of Blacktail Deer Plateau had told Osprey to drop by for a visit.