It was nightfall and she was feeling very heave hearted as she returned to the pack lands. She had tried to have a full day out to try and hunt herself and she returned empty handed. Each try had ended in failure and it really put a damper on her mood. It had worn her out, but she mentally didn't feel like sleeping. She wandered back into the pack territory and headed to the shrine. She found this part of the pack was a lot less creepy then the other territory. Even though her den was in the forest, it didn't make it any better.

Moving over to the shrine she sat in front of the glowing pool, sitting near the brightest part of the territory. Silver eyes would briefly look around before she looked down to the pool. She wished she was back with her mother, back within the clan. Things were a lot brighter there and here she was still struggling to fit in. She hadn't even met anybody close to her age. Was there anyone her age? She sighed and laid on the cool stone still looking into the glowing pool.

"Speech"

The young boy felt like an outcast in the pack of his fathers. He was yet to met most of its members, finding that he was better suited to keeping to himself. Most people found his silence strange, or didn’t understand the haunted look in his eyes, the way his gaze darted to the shadows, like he was seeing something there. Hunting was his main pastime, and he was becoming almost competent at the skill. Fighting was still a mystery to him, and his revenge often felt like it was many miles away. He had just returned from successfully catching a rabbit, and was making his way through the Shrine and back into the forest when he caught a glimpse of a girl. He paused, and couldn’t help but bring himself a little closer. She had a fine red sheen about a steel grey coat. She sat by the glowing pool, casting her face into an odd color. She looked as grim as a girl could, and he couldn’t say what exactly stirred him forward. He placed the rabbit at her feet, before backing up a little putting some space between them. He stood there in his silence, uncertain if his gift would be appreciated, or if it would do anything to change the misery in her eyes.

She wanted to desperately to learn so that when her and Cloud went out she could make him proud. It was really all she could do around here, winter made herb collecting non existent and she wasn't in any high rank. Maybe she would catch on after a a bit, but right now she wasn't feeling very optimistic. Silver eyes watched the pool as the male approached. His steps were quiet and she wasn't paying attention, making his approach go unnoticed. It wasn't until he was placing the rabbit did her nose pick up the smell of blood. Lifting her head then turning it she immediately saw the rabbit placed beside her. Silver eyes moved until they came to the ashen and fiery looking male.

He was quiet as he stood there, looking like he was waiting to see if she would accept. She felt a warmness over her heart, this was an extremely nice gesture. She was unable to hold back a small smile that spread on her dark lips. Tail gave one gentle wag, but she felt bad if this would be his meal as well. She looked to the rabbit for a moment then looked to him.

"Thank you," she spoke softly. "Would you like to share?"

"Speech"

She took a moment to notice the rabbit, as through completely lost in the worlds of her thoughts. He could understand what that was like, and was patient as he waited for her to sniff the carcass, and then look up at him. Her sad expression morphed into a soft smile, nothing full blown, or extravagant, but it was enough. He offered her one of his own, the muscles of his muzzle seemed strange, disused to such an action, and the expression might have looked a little odd on his face. The young boy didn’t smile anymore, not often at least. She spoke, and her voice was gentle, sweet. Of course, her question also required an answer, and he shuffled uncomfortably. It had been a while since he had spoken last, and his voice was badly disused. “Sure” the word was rough, and very quiet, and he shuffled closer to her, crouching down before her to take a small bite from the rabbits flesh, before pushing the carcass back towards her, offering her a bite.

He offered a small smile in return, but the smile looked a little odd on his face. She could see the intent behind it and didn't question it. Then he shifted, her smile faltering a little bit fearing that she might have made him uncomfortable. Worrying that she had said something wrong, that it was the wrong move to share? Then he accepted with a short answer, but it made her smile come back. He then came over and would take a bite before pushing it back to her. Her silvery eyes were bright as she took her bite of the rabbit and then pushed it back to him.

She couldn't help but feel like he was different. He didn't hold the air of dominance that Ty or Hannibal did. She wouldn't doubt that with his size he was a powerful young male, but he just didn't flaunt it like the other males. He also was not as straight forward and even abrasive as the others. It made her curious about who he was and what he was doing here. She had never met him before, but he was defiantly a pack member. It was a relief to find herself this curious in someone within the pack.

"You're a hunter?" she asked.

"Speech"

The quiet boy offered her another small smile, giving his cheeks a work out as they experimented with those muscles. She had taken a bite and pushed the meal back to him. It seemed he had started a pattern with his intro to the shared meal. He took another bite, rip into the limbs and opening up a soft soft, so that her next bite would get more flavour. He pushed the rabbit back to her, pleasantly surprised at how quiet she was. She didn’t feel the need to ramble, and fill the silence with words. When she did speak, he found her soft words easy on his ears, and he cleared the mouthful, and took a moment before replying. “No.” he would answer, and he paused a moment, and one might think that was all. But.. he couldn’t leave the girl hanging, even he had enough sense to know the answer wasn’t enough. “I want to be a warrior, but I get by on hunting in the meanwhile. I’m… Astraios.” he glanced down a moment after that marathon of words.

He would take another bite, tearing into one of the limbs and sliding it back to her. Her next bite was from that limb and she thought is was had a lot more flavor to it, making her mouth water and her eyes close for a few seconds as she enjoyed it. Then he answered her, drawing her attention back to him as he explained he was mainly a warrior, but gets by with hunting. He then stated his name and she smiled again and pushing the kill back to him.

"It seems I can't even 'get by' with hunting," she stated. "I'm Thora, it's nice to meet you."

She watched him looking downward and wondered if he was shy or troubled? She was curious about him especially since he didn't outwardly announce himself like the others. She felt the need to speak more, but something just told her to take it easy and enjoy this kind gesture from him. Who knows maybe he would become the one friend she would have in this pack.

"Speech"