Trust. Borden’s furrowed brow continued to crease his forehead. ”I may be young, and a loner, but – trust me – I’ve heard about the packs,” she informed him. Oh. The mountain wolf imagined the petite Makita encountering a Swift River wolf, wondering how that went or how she went about learning of his pack. As much as he knew, “little birds” don’t go about telling and spreading information of the wolves of Relic Lore. Well, okay, maybe, but he couldn’t help but wonder how this youth could possibly know of both packs. Her tongue-in-cheek answer had caught him off-guard; and she just slightly reminded him of how he was when he had been a pup.

Information, to the gent, was often hard to come by; usually, he had to travel for miles around just to get the time of day, even much farther to get the name of a place. He listened as she told him how her winter had been interesting and, of course, hard. Another nod made him dip his muzzle to acknowledge her reply. He knew exactly how that was… wandering about, both aimlessly and purposefully, unsure of when or where the next meal or watering hole would happen to come by.

Easing himself into a more relaxed position – curving his body slightly to sprawl out on his side – he quietly smiled, taking in the views of the creek and listening to the water as it rushed past. The blackened tip of his tail flicked idly due to his lack of skill in small talk. Truth be told, he hadn’t had much of a chance to get away from his duties, to socialize or meet anyone new until today.

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While silence edged itself between them Borden closed his eyes in thought. It wasn’t long, however, until her voice broke it. It was just above a whisper, halved as though something had pulled her mind away from it for even a few moments. ”How’s it like… to live in a pack?” The gentleman gazed to his companion, realizing now how young she truly was, how naïve she seemed after she asked that single eight-word question.

Of course everyone had a different upbringing. He had to remind himself of that. Not everyone had an uncle to look after them when mom and dad were busy hunting or a chance to experience the world under their pack member’s watchful eyes or an opportunity to learn things while still growing up.”Well,” he began. ”Easier on the soul, I guess you could say.” He tried to rediscover his transition from a lone wolf to becoming one of Alexander’s loyal supporters, attempt to figure out some pro’s and con’s. ”Being in a pack does help with the little things, I’ll admit. It takes the worry out of your system, somewhat, having someone else to back you up and all.”

When he mentioned having that “someone,” his mind instantly drew up pictures of his pack, his adoptive family – Alexander, Atiris, Adonia, Weldering, Jayse… Mostly, he was there for them, but he knew, surely, they would do the same for him. His eyes framed the yearling’s figure before attempting to read her facial expression. He fell quiet; not wanting to be rude and bluntly ask why she wondered what pack life was like. Perhaps, she was just curious…

Listening, he raised his brows and his gaze went down to his paws. The once-spunky Makita had unfolded before him, revealing a part of her past that haunted her. He sat back up and curled his tail about his haunches. ”I’m sorry for your loss,” he said, offering his condolences. Her eyes closed and his ears folded back. What more could he possibly say?

Opening her dark gold eyes to look at him, Makita shrugged, ”I guess you don’t really know what you have until it’s gone.” He nodded, ”Yeah. I know exactly how that is.” Admitting the fact, he tried to give her a smile, reassuring her that she wasn’t alone. Surely someone out there cared about her; well, truthfully, when he thought of it, that someone might’ve been him right then and there.

On a more solemn note, he decided to share more about himself, perhaps it’d somewhat drag the yearling away from the gloomy thoughts she was mulling over. ”I lost my family, too,” he shared. ”I was much older than you at the time, but, well, I know how hard that can be...”

Keeping the fact that he had been driven off by his father and brothers stowed away, he hoped to instill in her a feeling that they had something in common. Loss, no matter how it presented itself, took its toll and the feeling of it was almost always the same. Emptiness, a hollow feeling in one’s chest and stomach… the energy drained from one’s being from missing those that had departed or left their life… the place where the individual or individuals were once kept leaving holes – small and large – where they had once been. Borden stood up quietly and took a step toward her, ”Say… how would you like to join me?” The question was open-ended, much to his dismay, but after proposing to Jayse that he was planning to move into the forests of Cedarwood, he felt it would be for the best. It probably wouldn’t be anything like her pack, her family, but, still… If Makita liked the idea, she would be given the chance to join Alexander on the mountain, where she would be well-taken care of, or to move west with him. On the other hand, if she saw that nothing beneficial would come from the opportunity at hand, Borden wouldn’t mind her turning him down either.

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Finding a spark of concern in her tone of voice, his smile curled up on one side of his maw, a tickled grin of sorts. ”Borden… What would your leader think? Would you get in trouble?” she asked, seemingly worried. He shook his head and stood up to shake out his coat, ridding his underbelly of the bits of dried leaves that had clung to his fur.

One part of him thought of her questions as silly and rather pointless, as the other half simply bowed to her slight apprehension regarding Alexander and Borden’s standing with Midnight Plateau. He had brought others to the Mountain (like Jayseyek) or warmly accepted them to join (as he had graciously done for Weldering and Atiris); why would he worry about it? Recalling what he and Jaysyek planned a few days ago, an idea came to mind and his tail swayed a few times…

Giving a small chuckle, he smiled evenly, ”Oh, I don’t think he’d mind... As a matter of fact, I think he’d very much love it if you came along. In a few days, he’s moving to the forests in search of a more… suiting lifestyle.”

As her gaze fell to the ground, Borden’s expression softened into a more solemn one. Makita’s posture straightened after a few moments; he gave her another smile, though it was more genial than the ones he wore before, ready to hear what she thought. ”I-I don’t know, Borden. Honestly,” she stated, not looking at him. His head tilted; perhaps she had other intentions, other plans, other hopes.

He hadn’t even considered that she was simply sharing that she missed her family, that she wasn’t all all interested in having pack. His ears slightly lowered; he ought to have listened more intently to her. She sighed and stated that she seemed to have lot of “dumb questions.” ”Naw,” he stated, gazing to her warmly. ”There’s no such thing as a dumb question.” His ears rotated forward in an attentive manner. ”Shoot,” he smiled, ready to hear what she had to ask. ”But what would you do? I mean, if you were on a journey to find your family and was offered a chance to take place in the pack, what would you do?”

His tail tip flicked in thought. ”Well,” he started. ”If I had been in your place, honestly… I’d turn down the offer if I felt I could manage the rest of the journey, take on the remainder of my quest.” He paused for a moment, mentally constructing the next part of his answer, ”If I could use some aid, or doubted that I’d ever find my family, I’d settle down. That’s… just me though. I’ve always been the pack-oriented kind.” His pale gold eyes scanned over her small figure, ”I don’t know if you can see it, but you’ve got gumption, Makita, much more than I did when I was in your place a couple of years back. I’d say to do what you felt was right. If your family’s out there, maybe you’re destined to find them by your own means; and if that’s the case, I wouldn’t let a guy like me get in the way.”