the things you can't have

FitzDutiful asked him if he was an aspiring Naturalist too, which wasn't entirely true in Charon's mind, because... "I am a Naturalist!" 'Aspiring' things was for wussies, and Charon knew quite a lot about naturalism-things as it were, he thought, so he considered himself to be a full-fledged Naturalist already, no matter what anyone else said or thought.

Charon didn't gather that his little blurb about the Bay wasn't very helpful, too excited that he was invited into the territories of the mountain pack by its Alpha. He felt pretty cool and important! "Wow, cool!" he excitedly said, tail wagging, while he took the Alpha's invitation to cross the borders into Silvertip Mountain territory for a tour. A tour! Given by the Alpha himself! Things didn't get much more exciting than this!