Ankyra Sound to live and die by the sword

Pride got in the way of many things. It was why her grandmother had been so fearful of others. Afraid of her own shadow, too prideful to ask for help before it was too late. It was why her auntie had died alone and sad, because she ahd been prideful and her mate had been prideful and ambitious. It was why Ash paw in first meeting had spilled the blood of another in a horrifying way of meet and greet, and it was with pride that led to her shame. Now to proud to let the male be. Because of her own burning need of knowledge and information.

Ash Paw studies him, he always returns his eyes to the island, as if his very being belongs there, but does it? Is he happy? Or just obsessed. 

Love or obsession, her auntie had taught her the difference and it could be disturbing.

Ash Paw wrinkled her brow, But if they have made it their home and they are happy there why leave? To spread word certainly, but to never return? I left to walk with auntie, and because there was nothing left for me there.....This way of thinking,

She sighs in thought. It befuddles me.

So they have all gone to recruit or did they not receive the accolades and titles, and just. She lifted a paw and made a graceful movement.

Disperse?

She frowned. I ask, because despite my own beliefs i find other beliefs fascinating. And that was all she was willing to share at the moment.