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Miach was born a curious creature. A male with a thirst for knowledge and power but level-headed enough to not allow it to overtake him. At times he was weak and his father did not help. The constant preaching of demons and hatred truly ate at his brain. The world around him wizzed by with such ease and wonder. Family members finding joy and others finding their demise. It seemed no matter what Miach did the world would keep going on with or without him. The only way to find any sense of happiness or accomplishment would be to make a name for himself. To find a pack to lend a powerful paw. Learn from others and perhaps even gain a few companions. He knew Kane would agree thus he was the first sibling Miach sought out. The crimson beast hadn't a clue where his father was or even the rest of his blood. But, for now he was perfectly fine with following Kane.

As Kane spoke a gentle pang of pain flicked through Miach's chest. He observed the scar with a simple nod. A reminder of the hatred that singes their blood. A deep red and black tail flicked as he continued to hear out his sibling's vocals. Thoughts of his sister and beloved mother filled his mind. Miach painted pictures of their family being happy and even thriving. Before his break form Boreas he was fine with settling into the mold Elias made for him. But now he was fine with moving on. To move on and welcome those that want to join them on a lighter path in life. Miach would not longer lend his worries to adults who wish to follow blindly as he once did.

Miach shook off his own thoughts as Kane spoke of Lirim. A gentle smile flicked across inky lips as he offered a more assuring nod this time. He thought over his extended family for a few moments before emitting his own baritone vocals. "I will accompany you, Kane." The male looked his sibling over for a moment. "Call upon me when you are ready and I will come, I will reside nearby until then." He looked to the waterfall for a few long moments. "I am glad to be back and to have this opportunity to redeem myself." Perhaps his goals and ambitions were selfish. But the male just wished to not live in such a depressive state. Anxiety and worries would always riddle his tender mind but if he could do something to not loathe himself he would make an effort to do so.

The behemoth offered a more light-hearted grin as he looked towards Kane again. Piercing red eyes gazed into his brother's one eye. "Enough of our tragedies." He leaned forward slightly, "What have you been up to?" He was genuinely curious as to what Kane had been doing in the north or even in general.

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