Stavanger Bay hiding out

set during the pack's hideout in the caves on the east cliffs of the territory last week. :)

While they were safe for now, Charon worried a lot. He'd always been particularly carefree about his life, never putting too much stock into anything. Even becoming a Beta had been something he'd decided he wanted on a whim; not because he had any idea of what it would mean, but because he thought himself awesome and felt that a leadership position was therefore suiting for him. This was the first time that he realised what holding it actually meant for him -- what responsibilities it brought.

Charon sat near the exit to the caves that he'd found on the western cliffs. He hadn't really gone there on purpose -- he'd just kept running until he had found somewhere for them to hide, and this was the place he had found for them. He stared outside, over the trees towards the skies. They looked dark and angry, and in the distance he saw the thunder crash down onto the lands. Charon hoped that it would not hit anywhere in the territory or cause any more fires. Although with the rain that was crashing down on the lands right now, Charon wondered if fires would grab a hold of the lands at all. Seeing the fire on the beach was one of the reasons that he had run here, and hadn't sought shelter underground in the woods anywhere. It was too risky; they'd die if a fire would get hold of the forest. Here, they were safe, even if their territory would go up in flames -- hopefully it would hold strong, though, as Charon had no appetite for a forced move.

Charon's ears flattened as thunder struck not far from where he stood, and he shrank against the cave's entrance, pressing himself instinctively closer to the ground and against the rocky cave's entrance. He looked over his shoulder to see if anyone else was awake to share his company.