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Kaizer
Kaizer was put a bit at ease when Roza spoke. Though she still had a bad feeling but it was just her innate worry. Liz may have been a healer but she was not air headed. The white wolf had the same upbringing as the rest of their siblings. They at least midlly knew how to take care of themselves and more over each other. For now she would take Roza's word for it, that Valhalla was alright and her sister would be serving a good purpose within that pack. If her grandfather had trusted Valhalla then perhaps she too would leave them be for now. As she wasn't sure where her place was within the confines of Boreas and Auster. Long time ago or not, Kaizer knew how hard it could be. In a way she envied her parents even if she was young. Kaizer hated the world sometimes. Yet she was glad to have a bit of a subject picked as her tail wagged lightly. She wasn't much of a story teller but to be able to share a bit of her childhood and into the life of her mother for her aunt felt like a huge relief. Kaizer laughed a bit in good nature as she shifted her front paws. "I think my mother missed you as well. She just felt like she was too much of a burden from what she told us." she didn't know her mothers battle with her own psych. "The pack of Montra was a pretty small pack. We lived in a desert valley, most of our time was spent finding resources food and water. We all helped each other and while it was rough my father said his family had lived there for generations to they defended it as their home. Before he met my mother Montra was on the brink of disbandment, he said she brought new life into the pack and that included us. Births were rare - and were sacred so we were known as a good omen among the pack." she nodded her head. "The only other pack there was the Constance pack our rivals. They'd often try to raid the land which as far as I remember they were at war with Montra since I was born." Kaizer figured that Roza would want a bit of a back story.
"My favorite time was during our first Winter there. It never snowed and the weather was cooler compared to the hot summer days. My mom would take me and our siblings to the ponds. A piece of territory the two packs often fought over, but during the winter they were so full of life that it was almost like a truce. We would play in the water and grab a drink, as well as listen to my mother tell us stories about our grandfather and Fiori." again Kaizer was realizing she wasn't much of a story teller. Yet she was still trying her best to describe a bit of her memories. |