Heartleaf Creek Bath time

Bwahaha! <3

They were both more similar then she thought, though it was not until he begun to explain his own past that she perhaps eased up on him, perhaps even did agree? He was unsure as to whether or not she really did care about his plight but it would have been downright rude not to have answered her questions. "I had a sister when I was born, but I was born a lone wolf. Because we had no packlands and merely roamed I got separated when I was about four months old, I never saw either my sister or my mother again." He could not imagine them dead, he had life a lot worse off then they did since they had each other and if he remembered his mother correctly she was a crafty strong she-wolf, she would survive. "I met my father again briefly about a year ago but because I was not so pleased to see him and we met each other more or less by mistake he vanished again soon after, but he vanished on my mother too when I was little so it was to be expected..." He sighed, thinking back to that day in the meadow and meeting him again just when all his original memories of him had more or less faded away. "I did have a daughter though..." Again his voice seemed to trail off. "To be honest most of my real family were no blood relatives, they were friends. It was lone wolves like myself that taught me to hunt, fish, fight and scout. I grew up alongside other rogues and when I finally did join a pack after about six months the Alphas betrayed us... not that it mattered." No, the fact that he was exiled actually saved his life. But that was not the point. "I lived on an island, I left it and only weeks later the volcano there erupted burning the entire island, my daughter and all of those friends I had gone."

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sorry to end it here, but junai's all awkward at the emotionz. xD perhaps we can have another for explorer extraordinaire? ;D

http://a.imageshack.us/img717/5995/70049898.png);"> THERE'S A PLACE I KNOW IF YOU'RE LOOKIN' FOR A SHOW       He talked and he talked for what seemed hours, not because she was bored but because she felt guilty. She had been so mean to him, so condescending and so certain that her scars were the worse between the two... But she had been wrong, had failed to notice that there was something hidden between his thoughtless smile. The words brought back memories of her own family, her dear parents and the others... Gone, just like the ashes of the Wildwood being pulled to distant lands by the wind. Along with this images, she could briefly imagine him as a child. No family—he didn't have an uncle like Honijo or brothers like Indru and Ruiko or sisters like Niija and Ioni; he didn't have a mother or a father or an anything else. He had others, strangers that tried to fill in such roles, but it could hardly be the same... Those people were temporary, ephemeral; clearly, they had not stayed with him, love and admiration aside. Family was the only thing that she knew, the only thing that was real to Junai Tainn; she pitied Wldering Darksidy for not having a real one.       A betrayal... Family didn't betray family; it didn't work that way. She wondered what it must have been like, to have something so entirely fake. After a moment, she decided she really didn't care to know, because knowing entailed experiencing; ignorance was bliss, in this case. Regardless of his long tale, Junai found herself speechless. Pity was prevalent in her gaze, but she did not know how to be nice with her words—not to strangers, not to anyone but her family. <b style="color:#333E4B; font-family:georgia;">“I'm sorry you were betrayed and that you lost your child.” She didn't bother to ask why he had left his child behind in the first place; there had probably been difficult circumstances, considering the man before her seemed hardly the time to leave anyone to die purposefully, friend or foe. He was far too chivalrous, from what she judged. <b style="color:#333E4B; font-family:georgia;">“Does remembering make you sad?” 'It makes me sad.' She didn't want to be alone on the subject and after receiving his answer, she looked pointedly to the horizon, uncertain as to what to do. After a moment, she jumped from her boulder and started padding down the river bank in the general direction of Sacred Grove. She paused after a fews steps before turning and remarking quietly, <b style="color:#333E4B; font-family:georgia;">“Goodbye, Weldering Darksidy. If we ever meet again, it better not be on Swift River lands, got it, punk?” She gave an impish grin, pushing away the sadness and turned her back on him, continuing on her way.

Sure I'd love another thread, just link me to it when it is ready!

Perhaps her pity was just what he need, yet it would not make him any better of a wolf. It was his experiences that had made him who he was today and Weldering was thankful that he was after all still young with plenty of life ahead of him to look forward too. "Thankyou." He managed to mutter, words cold and emotionless. Yet he was able to stifle a nod to her next question for if it was not clear enough in his tone of voice or awkward body language it made him very sad to remember what had been lost. At first as she leaped down he was unsure, was she really going to walk away without another word? Not even a single note of farewell? He could feel his thought drying as he waded a single step closer while Junai took her steps away but frozen and replaced the faint smile yet again when she finally stopped to say her goodbyes. "You got it." He smirked, nodding his black masked muzzle again silently watching her gait off down the riverbank.

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