Duskfire Glacier If he don't want me [J]

Adlartok had not been searching for the right words, but rather the right emotions. He couldn't really tell the man that he longed for a father like figure. That he wasn't really sure what he wanted to do with himself and that he had been traveling with an uncle who had hated him one minute and loved him the next. How did you even speak about that...oh so by the way yea my uncle hated me, but there were times he loved me. Adlartok gave his head a gentle shake to shake away the detrimental thoughts and to make way for ones to answer the questions. I can hunt and I can stalk and I know stories. He wasn't about to not offer his own skills in respect to a home.

Adlartok stared at the man before him for a moment before he turned away. My mother died, my aunt died too. I had my uncle but we got separated I don't know where he is. He was too young to remember how his mother had died, and his uncle sin had told him not how his aunt had died, just that she was gone. She was mean anyway, so it didn't really bother him too much.