Give Me Everything Tonight

Patient did he remain as Kai said that it was a long story; but she proceeded to tell him anyway. The brute sat down on his haunches as he perked up his white lined ears to listen. Thane knew he was always a good wolf to talk to. He had talked with quite a few wolves and he knew others felt comfortable around him. The brute knew he had a nice aura to him...he was just that peaceful and open most of the time.

Aqua blue eyes looked at the dame as she started off. She said she was born the runt of the litter, and said she was raised to be pretty and well-mannered. Funny, that reminded him of his sister Hureia. The brute wanted to smile at the coincidence but he did not out of respect for the subject matter.She then said she learned how to hunt from her sisters and fight from her brothers. Interesting...Thane had only really learned lessons from his parents and hunting and fighting at the same. His sister had only taught him to stay calm and bare with the lessons and preparations.

Then when Kai got to the part of her being betrothed did he raise a brow. This was too weird, Thane even remembered being betrothed himself. At the thought of that he could almost picture the brown and cream dame as she looked at him with that sweet green gaze. A twitch of a white lined ear rid himself of the impending hallucination. The male then went back to listening about the cruel man she had been betrother to name Cilcar, odd how it was oddly close to the name Caligar as well; his father's name had been Caligar before he watched him be killed by Poxiterso a few years ago. That was gone and done now.She then said her only friend had survived and her pack was dead because of her. His eyes did not widen but he only sat there as Thane tried to keep himself composed.

It was to late, it reminded him of his own story. How Hureia blamed herself for the extinction of their own pack. Just because she fell in love with Octavian his father had targeted her. Killed was she but had somehow survived or came back. But her death had caused a war....in a way...it was her fault.No! It was Poxiterso's fault for having such a cold heart. It was he who had harmed Thane's sister. He who had killed his father. He who had ordered the death of Thane's packmates and mother. It was he who had ruined his life. The peaceful composure the brute had once had dissipated as he sat there staring into space. No, don't have one...not now. It had been a while since something had been spurred by his PTSD. But this was so much information...so much to handle.

Next the brute blinked he saw the battlefield when he opened his eyes. HE looked around and saw Poxiterso standing on that giant rock of his wearing an evil grin. And he saw the repeated death of his father as he fell from that rock. When he looked over he even saw Octavian hiding in the bushes, looking with a horror stricken face. It then switched as he was back at the camp...finding everyone else dead who had stayed behind. Yet next time he blinked once more it was all gone and his ebony claws were digging into the snow.

Thane took a few breaths before speaking.

"I do apologize...that seemed to have spurred a few of my own memories....it reminds me of my own past. It's so close to it...so coincidental. I'm sorry to hear that such things have happened to you. but I'll let you know that you aren't alone in this."he said before managing to give her a small weak smile which he could muster up.

The wolf then flicked his tail to touch her once in a reassuring touch.

"we're free and safe here. No matter your troubles, no matter how far,no matter how bad. Whomever joins Valhalla calls this...home."

His aqua blue gaze then looked up to meet her own as he sat there looking at her. What did she think? And what would she say.