Attu's size was similar to one other I knew, my father. My father was identical in size and stature of this brute, passing this gene onto my siblings. I had received my mother's smaller size, adding in I was the runt of the litter as well. I was never the best fighter because of this, my siblings always beating with pure strength. I was faster, lighter on my feat, but if they could land a decently sized hit, I was going down. But that also made me a better hunter than them; I could keep up with the prey while they tried to catch up. I would laugh when all they could do was fall farther behind me. Size wasn't everything, I knew that more than anyone else.

I felt guilty because I could see it in his eyes that he thought he'd done something wrong for me to react that way. He had neither done nor said anything wrong. I was just being too shy again, I hope he'll understand that and I don't accidentally push away another friend. But I did really appreciate when he didn't ask further into my past. I knew he had caught what i'd said about bouncing around, but he kept his questions to himself and for that I thoroughly appreciate his company even more.

" About three or four seasons… he answered with a smile, laying down gently onto his stomach. Now that he was more on my level some of my nerves relaxed, I hadn't intended to be nervous in his company but it had become natural ever since I started running. Instinct would take over and it took a lot for me to relax in another's company fully, but Attu was almost there." I used to live in a pack not far from here. Unfortunately, I was forced to leave my lands… he answered, trailing off quietly. I stared at him, a little sad at what he had told me. He was much like me then, but he opened up to me.

"We are much alike then...."I trailed off quietly with a sad smile. I looked away slightly, to hide the flash of pain that had swept over my face. When I had regained my composure I met his gaze again. "I was also forced to leave my homelands," I admitted. He was the first wolf I had admitted that too. Enderly would have killed for me to tell him even that, but Enderly was not sweet like Attu. For the first time I was opening up again.

But I don't want good and I don't want good enough, I want can't sleep, can't breathe without you love....