Mount Apikuni it's burning you alive

Haunter didn't know how Xi'nuata could possibly understand his particular plight about family, but the wolf not quite used to conversation did not exactly realize that she was speaking generally rather than about his specific situation. He couldn't imagine that she'd gone through the same thing, but he was thankfully returned from his perplexed thoughts when she sought to mention the future, and how things could change.

He couldn't deny this, because a year ago today he would never have gotten so involved in a pack, or likely been accepted into one given his extremely volatile nature. He supposed another year and he would be more different—perhaps even tame enough to be a "family man". He grunted in agreement her thesis, bobbing his long muzzle in a subtle nod, but didn't otherwise make a verbal comment.

His ear twitched, and Haunter realized that not a single one of his muscles was tensed and ready to spring. It bothered him immensely. In fact, it bothered him so much at that dark wraith straightened his back and then slowly got on all fours again. "I must cut your tour short," he told her, choosing not to look at her again, lest he be tempted to stay. "Thank-you.. Xi'nuata," he added hesitantly, turning back the way they had ascended and loping down the ridges in a quick, sure-footed fashion. As was his nature, he did not turn back once to see the striking, noble mountain she-wolf that he left behind as he made his way casually towards the Creek.

Sorry to send him off like this! But I'm ready to have another thread whenever you are ;D