Stavanger Bay the funeral of my innocence

It didn't take long for an alert Spectra to come dashing onto the scene while saying something that sounded most like a superhero-phrase. Charon's wide open, alert eyes stared at his pack mate while he tried to supress the terror and subdue his heartbeat. Spectra seemed confused, and why wouldn't she be? He'd been calling out like someone actually was ripping his face apart, and now she got here and nothing was here. She then asked if he was okay, and Charon's breathing calmed down a little while he tried to push the deep-seeded feelings of fear away.

Think quick. "Uh, yeah, I was just — just practising my yelling, you know. To like, uhm, see how long it takes before someone shows up if something's wrong." Charon looked away and managed to push the fear from his eyes. He hoped she hadn't seen it. "You passed the test."