Duck Lake wonderfully wandering alone

He watched attentively as the pearl coated female settled in front of him like a pup waiting to hear a story. Her cristaline eyes glimmered with a certain hunger, not the one that is filled by eating, but the one that is only satisfied with knowledge.

Another smile was planted on his face, "Alright, alright, well truth is I didn't always live on my own. I had a family once." he began, his voice gruff and emotionless, "It certaintly wasn't a conventional family, it had cracks and bruises but it served as a refuge." he added, his mind slowly drifting back to the days he lived along his mother.

Then snapping back to reality, he met Bazi's eyes again and after a long pause, where no words were spoken, he continued his story, "Then my father threw us out into the world. Us, meaning my brother and I." he barked narrowing his eyes as the face of his brother, Franz, appeared in his head, leaving a bitter taste in his tongue.

"And well, after that there's not much to bring into the limelight. You know besides the endless nights sleeping under the stars and the occasional quarrel with bears" he joked, winking.