What if who I hoped to be was always me?
Smiling sadly at Sharlee he suddenly realized how different their experiences had been. Sure, Vayko had found her shortly after she woke up, but Viorel had woken up next to his cousin and brother. There were moments that were scary and confusing, but there was never a moment where he was alone in this new world. A slight shudder ran down his dark spine at the thought, causing the grey tipped fur to ruffle as it went. Nodding he murmured, ”I miss them too, I wish I knew where @”Xulia” is. But, maybe they’re still safe at the Estuary?” He almost said home, but caught himself. This was going to be his home now.
Yellow eyes looked over his tawny cousin hopefully as he awaited her answer to his speech. He really did want her to stay, he wanted all the young Valles to stay so they could build something great together, and if one of them left it wouldn’t be the same. She stepped away from him and up onto a rock looking over the creek, and her expression was unreadable. Blunt black claws gripped into the ice underneath him, the silence didn’t actually last long but to Viorel it felt like forever.
Breaking out into a smile as Sharlee stepped down next to him, Valles stick together. Hell yes they did, or at least they were going to. Echoing her words he answered, ”Valles stick together.” They had been taught that as children, and now it felt like it was what drove him, he was going to make something even better for their generation. Glancing sideways in surprise he hummed, he hadn’t even thought that Sharlee might have felt out of place at this decision, ”That’s the best part Shar, you can do whatever you want to. You could be mine or Vayko’s advisor, you could lead all the hunts. Be a scout, learn everything there is to know about this new world, be the guardian that protects our borders.” The speech was getting him a little work up he would admit, ”Now more than ever, there’s no council saying how you should act or who you should be, you can just be whoever you want.”