Blacktail Deer Plateau The Birds Are Chirping

Awww, talking about Eden in past tense makes me sadddd

The boy nodded, feeling a twinge of sadness. Indeed, they had lost a few on the way. When the topic of his mother was brought up, he smiled softly, feeling the memories creep up. "My mother.... Eden... she was beautiful. She had pretty white fur, and cared a lot for me and my sister. She had a strong belief in Gods, and taught us often of religion. I'm not as religious as she was, but it was nice to believe in. And she taught me French!" He smiled, recalling the language he liked to use sometimes.

"Sylvas is my father," He grinned. He needed to speak to his father again soon. "My old pack? Well, it wasn't a pack long enough for me to really say. I wasn't born there. I was born in another pack, but there was an attack and we had to flee. I don't really remember much of it to be honest." Morningside felt most like home out of them all. He had been here the longest, and here was where he'd like to stay.