She watched as his gaze fell away from her, and his ears shifted backwards. Her heart broke a little, knowing that she couldn't take him all of the way. For a moment she even considered throwing caution to the wind, and taking him to his destination. Calming her heavy heart, she decided that maybe she could take him a bit farther without being missed. There was something about a lost soul that she just couldn't help wanting to remedy. She would probably always feel the desire to help those in need, and she wouldn't change that for the world. Even the smallest actions could make another's life a little easier. Capella's duties to the pack, and the puppies that needed protection definitely limited her ability to travel. It was something she would likely always crave, but she had given it up willingly. She would take her new little family over her journeys any day. "I will help you in any way I can." She accepted his thanks with a nod, eyes now holding a touch of sadness.

Her face lifted at his question, and the chance to tell him about her home. "They are all quite different. We have an alpha pair, as well as myself and another subordinate." She paused, still opting out of telling him of the pups that lived within the mist. "Although there aren't many of us, I would protect them with my life, and they would do the same. We are family, and that's all I have ever wanted." She could have hit herself for divulging that last bit of information. It was something that until this point she had kept locking up inside. A secret, held under lock and key. Of course that wasn't her only secret. Everyone had them, including the wolf in front of her. At least she assumed.

The name didn't register with her at all. She had never passed through a place called Whitehorse before, but she thought it was similar to Washore, the two legged camp her parents had warned her not to go near. They only passed by it once and stayed in the area for less than a week. Did Nineteen come from one of those camps? Not to mention what was a reserve? She opened her mouth, the words feeling new on her tongue. "A.. reserve?" Her endless curiosity was getting the better of her, and she desired to know all about this 'reserve' he had come from.

"It really is." Her smile retained it's warmth. Her little family was perfect. At least for her. She considered asking him if he would like to stay with them in these woods, but decided it wouldn't be right. He had a home to go to. Some wolf was probably waiting for him, possibly worried sick about it. Maybe one day he would return with the wolf, and then it would be alright. Then Capella would ask them to consider staying with her little rag-tag group of rogues. She held hope in her heart, that he would return.

Her eyes roamed over his face as his eyes closed. The breath he took before he began made Capella's heart drop. Whatever he was going to say, she knew was going to be hard for him, and the fact that he was going to talk to her about it made the moment even more special. She listened intently, not letting her mind wander. It was important to him, and so it would be important to her. His words left her with even more questions. He had lived on a two legged camp? They didn't kill him? Why would they want more wolves in the area, when her only experience was with ones that wanted wolves farther away from them. It did make sense though, why he wasn't like all the others she had met. He was different because of his upbringing. It also explained his why he had two names, Nineteen or Lachesis. She asked only the question most important to their interaction. "Which name do you prefer to be called?"[/dohtml]

Capella's already bright smile, brightened even more. There was something so fragile about the wolf in front of her. It was in the way he spoke, the way he held himself. Everything about him called out with a need for protection, and she hoped that his companion would satisfy that need. There was also an innocence to him, one she hoped he would never lose. The next time they met -- if they ever did meet again -- he might be different, and it upset her. Change was definitely not her forte. She liked routines, repetition. The off white girl had a desire for stability, and maybe that is why she was heartbroken with the knowledge that they would part ways shortly. When the pear eyed male left, would she ever see him again? Would he return with his companion? There was much to fear in the unknown.

His question shook her a bit, afraid of her own demons. There were things she had never spoken aloud. Images were locked deep in her mind, hidden under lock and key. Not even she had access to them anymore, or at least she liked to pretend it was that way. Her life was built on a new start. She did whatever she could to reject the image of her mother's broken body laying against the shore, and wandering if her brother met the same fate. Keeping in mind that she didn't have to speak of that, her words were light, masking her distress. I came to these lands from the West, but I didn't have a home per se. I traveled with my parents and brother. We never really stayed in one place too long." It was true, but it wasn't the full extent. She wasn't even sure if those details would ever see the light of day, and honestly she hoped they wouldn't

Her thoughts returned to her mother, and the washed up body. She couldn't shake them, and tonight, she was sure the nightmares would return. They were a plague now, haunting her constantly. She no longer had a decent night's sleep, and it was beginning to ware her down. She'd noticed a severe lack in energy as of late, but it would stop eventually, right? She certainly hoped to. Capella just needed to get away from these woods for a day or two, and that is why this trip was so perfect. She could travel with Lachesis, see the sky away from the mist, and hopefully clear her head a bit.

Capella stood wide-eyed as the male advanced on her. Where she should have felt fear, she was surprised to find none. Already she trusted her chartreuse eyed friend enough to know he wasn't going to hurt her. She didn't move as his muzzle made contact with her cheek, but she felt the smile on her face creep just a little bigger. His gesture touched her to the very core. It was probably the nicest she had ever received, and she couldn't begin to tell him how grateful she was. Dandelion eyes followed him as he moved backward, clearly unsure of her reaction. His fallen eyes were a window into his soul, and as he spoke, she could tell he felt even more uncomfortable than he may have before.

She waited for him to finish before the words left her mouth. Barely a whisper, her eyes too, hit the ground. "Thank you Lachesis." She made sure to use his given name. The name he was called by his friends and family, because she was now sure that he was her friend. Even if he didn't want to be her's, she would always be his friend. No matter what happened. "He did. I don't know how long I would have made it out there if it weren't for him." Capella figured it wouldn't have been very long before she wasted away, or was picked off by a larger predator. "Please don't be sorry. Sometimes things are just hard to talk about, but I think that maybe they should be talked about. If we keep everything holed up inside, it eventually eats away at us." That had been on her mind a lot recently. She knew it was true -- that she needed to talk about it -- but she never really had the chance. She was the comforter, not the one in need of help. At least that is how she liked to see it.

With a nod to answer his question, her smile returned. "I think the long way would be best." Her tail moved behind her, freely swinging from side to side. She took a step away from him, leading Lachesis in the right direction. Soon they would be out of the woods she called home.

Capella's bright eyes fell on him as he spoke, happy to find him smiling. Did he enjoy her company as much as she enjoyed his? She really hoped so. Responding to him, she let the words flow naturally out of her mouth. "I'm glad too. You know, your the first one I have told of my past. Not even Shade really knows where I came from." It was partly because she preferred her privacy. The thought of others looking upon her with pity just didn't sit too well. Not to mention they had their own problems, she didn't feel it would be right to unload her issues upon them. Especially with so much happening in their numbers at the moment.

Once again, she didn't filter her thoughts, allowing her mind to speak freely through her lips. "Do you think we will ever meet again after this?" It was a question that had been bothering her for the better part of their encounter. She found herself wondering if he even wanted to return to these woods again, and If he did come back, would they still be living within these woods? Unfortunately the little group of rogues still had yet to scout the area for packs, and if they were too find one, they would likely move south. Although nothing was set in stone, Capella was already dreading the thought of leaving this forest. Not even the chance of traveling around and scouting out a new home excited her. Reminding herself that she needed to think of the pack, she resolved to looking out for a suitable place while taking Lachesis home. She would just have to keep an eye out.

Padding along next to the white wolf, she wondered what it would be like to travel with him. Would he be different once he came to trust her more? How much would she learn about him if they were to journey together? Capella knew she would never consider leaving Shade, but she was still curious about the pear eyed boy. What would he be like in the years to come? She hoped at least he would be the same wolf the next time — if there was going to be a next time — they met.