Moonspear something i wanted to feel

With a little glimmer to his bright eyes, he soaked up the praise for his name quietly, and appreciated the anecdote about hers that she offered back about it. Here in the cover of Moonspear's forested swatches, he decided it was fitting enough for her, although he would not have known before that Moriko meant anything to do with a forest child--but now he did, first as he glanced to her, then back to the traps as she told him more about those too. Jarilo blinked, observed, and nodded slow; there was surely more he could ask about that, in some way.

But, by circling him, she drew his focus away from deciding what else he wanted to know about the traps and their rate of success, which seeing her pride about them made him curious about. She asked of him this time too, and Jarilo's stare was hawkish back on her thanks to this. My origin? I was born here, my parents being the founding alphas--I was middle litter, but their first son. You've probably met my little brother, or one of my many sisters, the steely Ostrega detailed, and he tilted his nose thoughtfully. What else was worth noting? Summarizing his origin was peculiar to think about suddenly, especially when he had never really felt the need to leave or branch out anyway. I trained mostly with my mother.. and both of my parents were warriors and naturalists, so that has been our.. life here, essentially.. but both of them are gone now, he said, a little peeved at how quickly it could veer in that direction, right towards what hurt worst.

Anyway, in the myths I do know about--Jarilo was a guardian of the weak, a god of the springtime associated with the moon too. I guess in a much smaller way, parts of me are like that also, he said, trying to tie it back together. What led you here to Moonspear? he shook off some of his fleeting frown and asked afterwards, feeling like he had to so not to keep it all on him.

She noticed his change in emotion as well as the topic. It appeared to make him uncomfortable and or upset, and she didnt want to prod and further uncomfortable feelings.

"I have been alone for a long time- I had lost my parents and two of my three siblings.. I know not where they or the pack I once belonged to has gone.." She layed down softly, brushing her nose on the soil of the Earths floor.

"I believe they have returned to their roots, and become one with the forest and plants again...their roots becoming the roots of plants.." She huffed air out of her nose as she sat up again, blinking at him.

"I had to learn to live and survive on my own, but I missed unity, a pack, a /family/.. And the winds brought me here.."

She tilted her head, swishing her tail as the breeze ruffled her already scruffy fur.

"I myself.. don't believe I am very interesting. Most others find me quite peculiar and strange.." She couldnt help but be somewhat amused by this remark. "As if I was a spirit or maurader." She stepped closer to him, smirking. "I guess my appearance and demeaner could be unsettling.."  She jested with him, hopping around excitedly.

"OOOoooooo~!" Moriko, stop being a goof-