see you again

Unlike her, it hadn't been his choice to join Abaven though there was no other pack he imagined growing up in. His parents might have stayed in Tortuga, or might have been accepted into Ludicael if the empire hadn't been so overpopulated. In fact, they could have given up but in the end, Abaven shone promise and here he was now.

He gave a small nod, agreeing with her comment on Abaven being not-so-perfect. Nothing was perfect or flawless, especially when it came down to Abaven's togetherness and unity between the Destructions and those not. Then she inquired about his family - had he not told her already? "Well, I never met my father. He, uh, drowned in the rapids when a storm swept over Abaven," he hesitated with this response, gesturing with his head to the water that they had sat beside not long ago. "But I bet he was a good guy or how else would Mum have liked him?" His vocals remained light and optimistic, a small smile creeping to his lips as he recalled the memories tucked away in the depths of his mind. "Then there was my mother, a caring woman by what I can remember." He didn't mention what brought her to her death. The scene was vivid in his mind, like it was engraved. A sickening disease, blood coughed from her throat, and three little pups huddled around her form - one that was trembling in tears - Tinaro. "Last, my brothers, Alvin and Mingan. I looked up to Alvin, we were like best buddies. I liked Mingan as well, but not as much as my other brother. They both left anyway." Yup, a great family.