Hideaway Strath Most people are searching for happiness

Fury takes in a long breath and then she asks the questions of the hour. 

Where will you go? What will you do?

He huffs out a cynical laugh, swallowing a chunk of meat from the rabbit he found himself chewing on not long after it was thrown at him. 

“I don’t know where I will go, but surely there are other forsaken souls that wish to be lead. Perhaps I will find them.” He says the words cryptically, slowly. Almost as if he doesn’t care if it happens or not.