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Just maybe if he knew her a little better he would have made an attempt to hug her while making jokes about the dirty story; perhaps it was a moment saved for later on. He was about to make a funny comment about her straight-and-perfect-looks but then he was taken aback when she trucked on, talking about her life being in danger. 

His facial expression turned into a serious one as he listened with his teeth gritted tightly together. Stupid cats. He hated them. Although he would probably turn into a pussy if he ever met one. "Wow, what a story! I'm glad you're okay now. Stupid kitten. I'm glad the story ended well. If I'd meet a cougar I would walk around it in a big circle. Like mountain-sized big." He might have heroic ambitions and silly one's at that, but he wasn't entirely stupid. At least not stupid enough to take on a cougar on his own. 

And what were his own ambitions? The sky was the limit right? "I-I want to be a hero! Maybe one like one of those Greek gods you described." Epic said with a buzz of excitement.

Although Epic didn't know this, he was secretly trying to live up to the adventurous tales of his grandfather Chetan. (The same one that was mated to Wrean's grandmother March Owl. Only that love story ended before puppies ever arrived). And one thing Epic had to learn: he needed not to try and be someone else, instead Epic had to learn to live his own tale and not that that of another.

"So, what is the greatest lesson life has taught you so far?" Epic said after a moment of being lost in thoughts. With a clear and interesting expression he looked back at Wrean.