Stone Circle safe place

Charles sure hoped that his stick was impressing Leta, though he couldn't entirely grasp why he wanted it to (he didn't think too much of it, honestly, he just realised vaguely that he was doing it differently than he normally would). Meanwhile Leta had also found a stick. Charles' stick was pretty alright, except for its humongous size which made it harder to handle. He chewed some chips off the edge of the stick.

It didn't take long before Leta's stick splintered into a lot of pieces and fell apart. Charles cringed and his muscles tensed as he lowered himself to the ground with ears folded back and tail low. He looked as if he was afraid that Leta might be upset, as he looked at the splintering stick. Leta didn't seem too fazed and she even grinned at him, which caused a lot of confusion for him. Both mother and Riley would have gotten upset over a setback like this or might even use him as a punching bag if he dared make a wrong move... but Leta didn't seem to mind at all. How peculiar. Charles looked confused, as if he had just been thrown in an alternate dimension and didn't really know what to do or say.. Which he didn't. He moved his head back up a bit again and his large ears flopped upwards again away from his neck, and then he continued to chew, not really sure how to deal with this unexpectedly positive situation.