trapped in my mind

For a long moment the pale stranger just stared at the Destruction yearling and Void grew more concerned as they ticked by. If the Abavenite was anything it was patient and he remained still for those long moments until Plague spoke up after a quick shake of his head. Void was slightly relieved, he wasn’t sure what he was going to say to one of Abaven’s healers anyway. The yearling nodded his head lightly as he accepted Plague’s name in return. His title would have fit right in with Void and his litter. Uncle Rhyme’s nurse or girlfriend or whatever she was had the last name of Klein. Abraxas was more unknown, the occupation was long over by now. Maybe there was a hint of recognition in passing.

”I do.” He replied simply, his lack of emotions making his tone deep, but almost monotonous. ”It’s called Abaven.” He continued quietly as he studied the tall youth. What kind of thoughts did this boy find himself lost in? Were they anything like his own? Void silenced himself, unskilled at conversation. He cleared his throat lightly as a question bubbled forth. ”Is Ashen the pack on the islands? In the South?” He was usually a wolf of few words, and it was amazing he was able to keep the conversation going.