Arrow Lake my darling angel is not inside

Taki dipped her head at his acceptance and began walking. She said nothing for a few minutes, never very good with small talk. She spoke when there was something to say, and she didn't really care to speak just for the sake of speaking; silence never bothered the northerner. When she thought of something to ask, she glanced to him briefly before looking back in front of them. Where were you before Diaspora? she asked. She was, at the very least, always interested to know what brought her packmates to the mountain pack. And Thorn was a founding member like herself, so she was especially interested to know what drove him here. Hopefully it had not been as turbulent and tragic as her reason for finding herself without a pack. Her gaze remained trained towards the front as she waited for his answer, curiosity making her mind race with all the possibilities and distracting her from her nausea.