The ebony woman continued their conversation, asking where exactly he had been born within the Lore. The Lost Lake within the Mountain, he answered freely. Her own birthplace was rather close to where he once lived in Vigils Keep. I lived just south of Kingsfall at Turtleback Lake a few years ago. My sister and I were with a pack called Vigils Keep. Oksana continued to say she didn't have any family within the Lore as far as she knew, instead she had returned to lay her mother to rest. A sentiment that edged his penitent heart at the memory of his own mother. The Vuesain hadn't visited his mother yet since their return, partly the guilt and fear that riddled him at her memory.
The Vuesain was actually happy to see the elk was already deceased. Hunting in winter was not the best as one had to trudge through the deep snow banks and navigate through more treacherous terrain, having an easy meal was nice. Though, he wish they were closer to home where he could drag it back to the Lake once Oksana had her fill. Nodding at her words and with a smile upon his inky lips, he reached the Elk and took a chunk within his jaws. Perhaps, he would be able to break off a hindleg and bring that back for the rest of his companions back at the Cove. For now, he was delighted to take advantage of the free feast. After chewing down his first chunk of meat, he cleared his throat before speaking. You have any plans now that you decided to stay within the Lore? Aleister asked curiously, his mismatched gaze glancing to her briefly.