The song of Sorrow

The lone Tezca man had long since been wandering the world. His foster family had long since dispersed, starting with Storm. Storm, she had been a sweet little friend the last time he had seen her. He wondered briefly how life had found the woman. She was older than him by a season, maybe more but he did remember her well, just as he remembered each of his adoptive family. They were good to him when no one else it seemed would be, not that he complained too much about anything. 

His giant paws spread as he moved through the fruity smelling orchard. His ears twitched at the sound of a cry and his paws redirected him to find the source. He gave a smile as he found the girl. "That's quiet a sad song for one so young. You know?" Of course that was rhetorical, she needn't answer. The scent of wreckage was thick on her and he made note of it as he came to sit next to her. He was picking up two known on her though it was rather faint he knew one was Storm, the other Clay. "Chinook Tezca, and I gather your either a wreckage or know two of 'em pretty close. Storm and Clay if I'm not mistaken?" Hopefully he didn't freak her out or something. 

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