Magic Carpet Ride

His ears perked up when he heard Aisling's voice and he turned his gaze to look at her. Seeing her put a little smile on his muzzle despite how confused about everything he was feeling. She asked if anything was wrong and he glanced away again until he felt her lean into him. He let her and even turned his head so he could nuzzle her cheek gently. "I'm okay. I'm just thinking a lot," he replied, hoping to reassure her that nothing was really wrong per say, he just needed to figure out what he wanted.

He sighed softly and looked back out over the water that stretched out in front of them. "Before I came here, I used to live very far away. The family that rules this pack, the Xanilovs, used to rule a pack there and that's where I was born. That was the first Ebony. When I was almost a year old there was a war with a neighboring pack and it didn't end as cleanly as this one did... Lots of wolves died, including most of my family if not all of them. I never really found out for sure. I survived, but just barely. The back of my neck was all torn open and this leg was almost ripped off at the elbow. Luckily I was able to get away and find a wolf with enough healing skills to help me. That's the only reason I'm here now." He sighed softly and looked back to his friend. He wasn't sure why he was telling her all of this except maybe just to explain himself and his mood. "This whole thing with the war just brought back a lot of memories and made me start wondering what I need to be doing with my life. That's all." He forced a smile and placed a small lick on her cheek.

"Speech" 'thoughts'