Broken Boulder temple

delight shrugs in response. "nah, it's fine," he replies but doesn't push the subject, accepting her congrats with a nod and wag of his tail. more interesting is what she's been up to (which is exactly what he expected her to be up to, though secretly he finds he's a little pleased she hasn't found another pack yet -- stupid, selfish, but still.) "i'm sure you'll keep busy," he says, smiling as she asks about the sanctuary. "bracken sanctuary -- alarian and i met a while ago -- he stayed with us for a little actually," the androgyne adds, wondering if jomyo would remember -- or if she'd been out on an adventure at the time. probably the latter. "and he took us in -- i just, i couldn't do it anymore, y'know? and it wouldn't have been fair to raise the kids in a ghost of a pack like that." delight is less trying to justify himself and more just -- it's nice to talk to someone who was there, too, who'd probably get it. he sighs and tucks into himself a little bit, his tail curled around his toes. "it's different here, but not that different... they're a sanctuary, and everyone is pretty close-knit and kind. kinda reminds me of tindómë back when we were still at the king elk's forest," delight muses, voice turning nostalgic. there'd been a moment when everything had been -- if not perfect, pretty damn near. but maybe that's just the golden glow of days unrecoverable.