i wont wear you down

Ballad was desperate to fill in the blank of her memory, already flashes of different times teased her right before bed or when she was waking up. Nothing definitive came back though. Lament was her whole world, the majority of her memories. He was comfort and support, two things she felt she needed as much as her memories with everything being so unstable. She was so uncertain, and that made her afraid.

Corvus nodded in comisery and gave her a soft smile as his huge form shifted and found a seat just a little closer. Ballad took in a deep breath and summoned he bravery. So far she liked Corvus, and the fluttery feeling he gave her. He seemed like he was a sweet guy, and wasn’t as intimidating as trying to talk to the wolves of Legion. Ballad’s flame colored paws carried her next to the Abaven boy’s side. She coiled her legs as she sat herself beside him and pulled her ember fleckecked tail around her paws and looked in the direction he faced.

Though from here she couldn’t make up the wolf made borders she couldn’t deny that Abaven seemed very green. She might have liked the area, and one day she might explore there. As soon as she got her memories back. ”That sounds like me and, Heart.” She gasped at the name that slipped from her lips. Where and what was Heart? ”Does that place sound familiar to you?” She asked with too much eagerness on her voice. She had a memory, but no way to use it. What did it mean?