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"Sadly, I am a bit of an Insomniac, if thats what you called it" a small smile crossed the Roman's lips. "I am too, though it comes and goes." Shadow said with a slight cant of his head. "What about you? Is it serious?" the ashen outrider paused for a brief second before continuing, "There's no need to tell me if it makes you uncomfortable to say so," he never liked to make his packmates uncomfortable and in fear of him. They were a family after all, and Silvermane would share if he felt like it. The gods give him courage.

The silver Roman laughed softly, "Mountains you say? I came from them too, the Northern lands, cold, windy and pretty. Dangerous but full of beauty. My father would often send me up them, make me get use to the lack of air, some of my siblings fainted from it though and dad killed them." he shrugged, removing the image of his bloodied brother from his mind. He was in Elysium now, the gods grant him happiness and freedom that this world could not offer. "Are you a healer or an assassin?" Silvermane seem to have the aura of one.