Moonspear About A Boy

He had forgotten; his past, his childhood friends, his brothers and sisters. Simply put, Mees simply did not remember. But when somebody explained that he was remembered – albeit with one, single encounter only – it was special nonetheless. Special to him. To her the average day of meeting strangers amidst neutral grounds was day-to-day business; to him that one day changed his life. Although he could not imagine it would be like this, it happened. Just an example how life had a surprising twist. But this was a promise for a better time to come.

”Oh, Ame.” Mees said, hesitant while having entirely forgotten to properly introduce himself. His thoughts were rampant and the chaos in his mind made him skip the details and forget proper manners. ”It's Mees. My name, Mees.” Dipping his head in a gentlemen's greeting, he hoped this minor detail of late introductions would bring no harm. Then, to her last question he nodded once more. Travelling, being on the road to nowhere, always going from one place to the other. 

”I certainly have!” He explained in a general statement, then added after a pause; ”Travelling has been my life. The wanderer's life. It's time I settle down now; take it more slowly and..” Maybe the most important reason as to why he slowed down; ”..find not only a pack, but its members family to call my own.” He figured since he didn't have a blood family that he remembered, being part of a pack was the best next thing.