I was still a little in shock, I just heard my whole life that others thought I was strange. Maybe it was because I enjoyed the company of birds rather than that of other wolves. Well when everyone who was supposed to care for you left you it was hard to forge new bonds to them. Birds left but they always came back, and I always was there to welcome them home with my own songs. I was happy that he felt this way, the only one so far who I felt brave enough to tell so in quite some time. My sister and Butterfly thought I was weird. I was quite for a moment appreciating the fact that he felt this way silent to in a way show my thanks.

”I guess they don’t think as you do in that regard.” I say in my light hymn looking to the trees and hearing the soft calls of birds, they were growing accustom to our presence now and thus were feeling happy enough to sing, something I was very happy about. ”They just… you know see what it is that needs to be done I suppose or what makes them happy the normal things I guess. Playing, hunting, training. Though I find training relaxing nothing can compete with relaxing in the woods and being filled with the songs of our winged friends.” I say giving a shrug of my large shoulders.

I tilted my head, I just wanted this kind young male to have a good place to rest, even if he didn’t stay in Moladion there were many places to roam and see. Perhaps he wouldn’t stay in Spirane but I would be content if he even just chose to settle in Moladion for the remainder of his years. I could attempt to visit him so long as he lived in the lands I did. I don’t think I could ever leave, if not simply to spite what my family has done. We will see, perhaps I can make this male with wander paws settle down in a land and perhaps even befriend him. ”It is nothing. To not share what I can give to someone with a heart such as yours would be most uncivil. This is the least I can do while you stay here. I suppose though that you may want to explore though before coming to a decision to stay?” I ask not sure if he would want to come right away or not, but it was very hard to miss Spirane.

”Those mountains in the distance. That is Spirane, my home, you will be welcome with open paws there should you choose to visit, Orion.”

~ Sings To No Soul ~ Serenades None ~ 3 Years ~ Spirane Aquilla~