Blackfoot Forest ≡Shadow Dancing

His words were the preachings of an old man, and it wasn't all bad. Years had brough widsom. Wisdom he was free to share and also wisdom to know he was not yet wise. Surprisingly, a small smile sprouted across his lips. A mild shake of the head and Collision felt all the weight of his words.

He deeply recalled how many times he watched family fail one another. His heart did ache for the boy, but there was something else he had learned, "Family is blood. However, blood does not equate to family. You may find yourself surprised to trust a stranger,"

Collision rose to his feet, "I offered you help--you've resisted. Either continue in your self-destruction or come here and let me see the wounds," Divulging the history of his family was on him. The warrior wasn't going to be able to fix the strife of his heart, but he could at least make sure he got cleaned up.