The past that made us

"Oh so I see father hasn't wast time, I am glad he is doing well." Well after he left them, after with his actions forced them to exile, to the unknown. He kept his face blank despite how much his memory hurt his heart, all they lost thanks to him. Yet there wasn't a real hatred or anything he had for his old man. He was just hurt, wishing things didn't go as they did. But well, only fools lingered too much in the past. He had now a new chance to move up, to do what his father did once. Rule a place of his own, but he wants to go to force anyone to lose their home. He wanted to build a thing from scratch.

He notices his now newly found brother in silence. Well he didn't blame him, it was a surprise for himself too. And to think he had missed so much from being away on his own thing for too long. "It is good to meet you, brother. I hope you had been okay with Father." He said, hoping at least they were having a better time with him than he and his litter mates did.

"Speech"