belong to the world

Darkness coated the sky above him. Naoise would move through the night with no destination, no plan in mind. He could hear his parents warning in his mind and yet he needed to get out, to move, to avoid his family for a while. Despite what his family said there was nothing but guilt in his heart for his missing sisters. Well, one missing, and one having been taken. His father was trying his hardest to get her back... but how long would it take? How long would it be before he saw Mystic again? Would he -ever- see her again? Naoise would let out a sigh. He needed to clear his mind, to get his thoughts on something other than something he couldn't control.

His nose would quiver as he caught the scent of another, and all at once those O.C.D like thoughts would end. Ears would prick and green eyes would shine curiously. Who was this? He would stalk on, moving slowly, until he saw the young beast stalking through the night. He looked... distraught. Perhaps as much as Naoise felt. Perhaps more. The silvery-gray boy would hesitate for a moment before calling out. "Hey, you alright there?" Not with that look. But perhaps talking about it would help the other get the pain off his chest and ease his mind, as well as serve as a distraction for Naoise himself.