Doin' A Heckin' Relax

Like a fish, Khranbari's mouth opened and closed several times. It felt as if whatever he was trying to say or maybe even wanted to say just didn't fit right in that moment's response. His gaze watched the ripples surrounding Asla. Figuring out what to say to the words she'd spoken. Each one making more sense than the last. "As a pup, I did not know love." He chose to practice with his leader. To open up a part of himself if he were to become entirely one with Valta. "As the oldest in my born country, I was not given the luxury of living a normal puphood. While my siblings were able to play and live their lives out. My father, the pack leader, ensured I remained home." The more he spoke, he could easily see his life showing through the water's surface. "Whenever I would sneak off to try and play with my siblings, father would drag me back. Things were done and I would go days without food or water."

A sigh slipped his lips. Dragging his attention to stare emotionlessly into those purple depths. The coloration swallowed him whole as he continued. "Training. Studying. Beatings. Training. Studying. Beatings. Eventually, my siblings turned on me. Mother only loved her husband and cared not what was done to her eldest. No pack members dared try to help me. Following the orders of their leader." He chuckled humorously under his breath. Though the sound seemed lifeless. "I don't want to be alone, anymore. I've been that way far too long."
"Khranbari Chah Fao"