Camio had stuck close to Nova wandering no more than four feet from her side. Though when they came across a gourgue with a river of rapids he chose to stay extra close to her. He chose to stand between her and the river rapids though. The Zamora male wasn't wanting to lose her anytime soon. Especially after just loosing Mapplethorpe not too long ago. The image of him still drifting through his mind not going anywhere anytime soon. He occasionally found himself shaking his head as if that would shake the image away.

Letting his side brush against Nova's for a moment he stole a glance at her. "This is the way, right? It seems a bit sketchy ya know. Sharp river rapids, narrow path." His eyes looked over the pathway momentarily. He wasn't doubting Nova more as he was doubting this path. This most certainly wouldn't be his personal first choice in a path, but if it was the path Nova wanted to lead the two of them on then Camio would follow her every step.

Keeping his eyes trained on the ground he made sure to watch his every move. Placing his paws in the right places, avoiding slippery or lose steps, he didn't wish to fall into the river today. Nor did he ever really. Letting his mind wonder for the moment he wondered all things possible. Why what happened to Mapplethorpe happen? Who would do such a thing to him? Although there was one thing that kept biting at his mind. What came after this?

As tempting as it was to ask Nova some of his questions Camio wanted to keep the mood light. Forcing a small smile to grace itself on his face he tried to catch her topaz colored gaze. "Do you know of any fun games to play while on our little adventure?"

"Speech."

Something yellow, eh? He looked around the path not even bothering to look to the sky. Spotting some small weeds, dandelions to be exact, growing on the edge of the pathway between the cracks. "Is it those dandelions growing over there?" He moved his muzzle to point towards the weeds. Perhaps those were it, or maybe he was missing something.

Looking around for all things yellow his eyes weren't catching many things. Perhaps the beak of a bird every now and then but not much that. His brown eyes looked up to the sky though. The sun beating down on them. That was it! Surely if it wasn't the weeds then it must be the sun! "If it's not the dandelions then is it the sun?" His tail wagged behind him at a fairly rapid speed. Waiting for the girl to reject or accept his guesses. Although he was confident in his tries he wouldn't be surprised if there was something his gaze missed that her topaz gaze managed to see.

Continuing to let his eyes wander he smirked softly. Purposely bumping his shoulder into her he looked right into her eyes. "Perhaps the yellow isn't either of those things. Maybe it's your stunning eyes, because that's something yellow that I see." Letting a small chuckle pass through his lips. Unsure if she was gonna play along with it his eyes fell back to the ground. He could only hope she wouldn't think of him as weird for letting a little flirting slide by every now and then. It was just something he was use to doing with any pretty females he stumbled across. Nova just so happened to be one of them.

"Speech."

The male was happy when she played along with his compliment. "Well Miss Nova, I know you can't see them but I can. And I quite like them." Letting his eyes follow her eyes to the dandelions up top he barked a small bit excited that he was right.

"I'm not too much of a fun guy I'd like to think. Maybe we can ask each other questions though. Get to know each other," He paused to brush against her again. Flicking his tail in hopes it would lightly graze her haunches or leg. "I would like to know some things, at least the basics about my new friend and traveling companion." After he finished his sentence he looked down to the rapids. Every now and then his eyes would catch sight of a fish who perhaps wasn't too lucky to get trapped in there. As tempting as the thought of fish, mostly just food in general, he wasn't going to risk his life for just a nibble of something. He would gladly wait till they came upon more reasonable hunting grounds to catch something for himself or the two of them.

His jaws opened releasing a large yawn exposing his teeth tongue and everything else one most likely wouldn't want to see. "You can start if you would like. Feel free to ask me any question and I'll answer as honest as possible." This was a once in a lifetime type of thing for Camio do be doing. But due to the recent events of things he was willing to open up to someone. It couldn't be as bad as he mind made it out to be. Could it?

"Speech."

Simple questions to answer. Nothing to personal. This would be easy. "I wasn't born here. I was born and mostly raised outside of the Lore." He started out with a simple little sentence to start. "I was born many many miles from here. I had two brothers. Sadly one passed away at a young age from a waterfall accident." Camio paused cringing. He knew that accident had been his own fault but he would keep that to himself. Nova didn't need to know. Besides, it was by an accident. He had no idea that his brother would be swiped away with the current.

"Anyways," He brought himself on topic again. "I ended up with the Keep rather easily. I had found the woods with the scent lurking in it. I liked the woods and the woods seemingly liked me as they drew me in. When Naira found me she obviously saw something in me to take me in. Other then that I don't know exactly how I ended up with the Keep." His voice was full of honesty. Camio had nothing to lie about, at least not at the moment, so he saw it perfectly fine to be truthful with the female. Especially since she had asked easy simple questions.

Guessing that it was his time to work with questions now he tapped around in his mind for a question or two to ask. When one stood out among the others he took that questions for her to answer. "How come you allowed me to come along with you? I am practically a stranger to you." The male shot her a quick glance with a small smirk. She knew nothing about him and yet so willing allowed him to travel with her. Somewhere in that dark heart of his was a candle being lit. A warmness spreading slowly through him.

"Speech."

Camio couldn't help but let his eyes wander around nervous. Nova was giving him the warm feeling he never felt before. At least he couldn't remember ever having this feeling. He liked the feeling but it made him feel a bit strange. The Zamora wouldn't dare tell Nova, at least not if he could help, about this feeling. It would be a whole lot different if it slipped out from his mouth. Thought most of the things he says have no filter on them. So who knew what he might say.

"Please, just don't tell my sister that, okay?" That smirk on his face faded and his face grew rather serious. Bumping her shoulder with his nose lightly he looked back to their trail. "Nova, I wouldn't tell her anything that you didn't want me to. I didn't want to be alone either so I guess we fix each other's problems." He kept a rather serious face and let his mind wander. Why didn't she want him telling her sister? What was so bad about Nova's sister? Of course Camio hadn't met her yet so he couldn't assume anything about the other that was good or bad. He was just curious as to why Nova was seemingly wanting to hide things from her. They were sisters so shouldn't they be open with one another? The male was obviously missing the bigger picture. In time it would be reviled though. He was sure of it.

"I like you Nova. You're sort of perfect in your own way." His brown eyes shot a look over to her waiting to see her expression to his small statement.

"Speech."