The winds, they scream your name

(Thoughts Speech) [OOC: Sorry for the delay in replying.]

The tawny man listened intently as the woman in front of him answered his question, and with that he laughed a bit. He was definitely warming up to this woman, and perhaps she would be good company should they ever meet again. He let his face go straight as she questioned him as to why he was here alone, throwing a joke in the mix being nowhere near a help. He looked at his paws for a moment, remembering why he had left, and he fires of anger that burned into his heart at what had happened in his old pack, his teeth gritting as he saw it flash in his mind again: "You've no say here BOYS! You will stand down and listen, or you can leave now!" Yes, his father's words, burned into his mind forever as the moment that his life would be changed forever.

He turned his head back to her with the look of anger still resting on his face, however hard he tried to not let it show. He knew she was not trying to upset him, but the question would likely tear into him for quite a while. The situation may have been of his own making, but why should he have to like it? "Unfortunately I'm not here by choice. We had a bit of a skirmish with my parents that ended up in us having to leave the pack. I still have angry dreams about it." He gritted his teeth, prepared to look her in the eye again, when he suddenly stopped for just a split second, his mind recalling what he had just said: "We had a bit of a skirmish..." He clenched his muscles as it ran through his mind again, howling louder than even the winds around him: "We had..." "We" "WE!" "Shit!!! gotta play it off, maybe she won't notice!" He told himself, however unlikely it was, after all this woman was clearly not stupid, and Quinn felt dread fill him as he put on another straight face, hoping that his feeling that he was safe alone with her wasn't wrong, and that she wouldn't use him to pick them off...