Firestone Hot Springs life will be all like what.

brisbane had never considered his life a tragedy per say...it was just life. wolves left. sometimes parents weren't equipped to actually be parents. pups were cute and all but there was a true gravity to the responsibility they brought with them. it was what it was. he couldn't help the witchdoctor leaving them and he couldn't help that taleigha leaned on him to help with his siblings then she should've leaned on a child; he didn't hold it against her either and he'd long since been over the witchdoctor. he told his story because he wasn't ashamed of it, because part of it was certainly his own choosing ...but he didn't want pity for it.

brisbane listens in contemplative silence as poe replies with a 'not yet' to his question about her brothers but excitedly launches into a lead she found a few weeks back. she's optimistic and he hopes for the sake of her optimism that her leads are good and not old information. after a few more minutes, he moves towards the edge of the hotspring pool and pulls himself out, giving his coat a hearty shake to dispel the water that clung to him. i hate to cut this short but i should probably keep movin', brisbane concludes, grinning down at her. good luck, poe; and hopefully next time our paths cross you can tell me you've found your brothers. with that he disappears, letting the steam shroud him as he continues on his own path without much sense of what direction he wants to head.