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He would stand rigid as the female spoke, though he had given his answer, he felt that the world would crash down again at any moment. He truly did miss his mother, having spent his short life with her before his brother stole her life away. Before he knew it, however, the female had pressed herself against him, and it was that touch that made his tears fall from his eyes. The ones he had tried to hard to hold back, tried so hard to keep hidden. But it had been quite sometime since anyone had shown compassion towards him, and with his missing family, it only brought his sorrows to fruition more so then before. She told him of her own brother, and it was such a statement that pierced his heart. For it was his own brother that had taken his mothers life.



"I wish I could say the same about my eldest brother, but it was he who stole the life of my mother and many others." He responded, his tone hardening at the memory of what had once been. He stopped the flow of tears, wiping them away on his foreleg as he brushed against her neck in thanks. He dipped his head to her, grateful that a stranger was so kind and willing to help him despite not knowing him. "I would like to reside here until I find the rest of my family, if that is permissible."