He had been a recluse his whole life. Choosing the solitary life both out of necessity and by choice, Ragnarok didn’t really have parents growing up so it was something he was forced to do. By the time he had left he was learning to take care of himself because, well, he had no one around to depend on and by then the demons were coming forward his true purpose revealing itself so he had to leave. He knew he had siblings out there but he knew none of the two younger or two older sisters he had. They didn’t matter, none of his family did honestly. They didn’t serve as a center piece to his life, he was sure some would frown upon him for not feeling as if he was alone and missing them. Really all he had to do if he wanted family would be to run to Diveen he knows most of the pack was related to him one way or another. Fate though had a funny way of changing him. While Ragnarok on a few days following his crashes didn’t mind the presence of others he didn’t go seeking company either. He didn’t long for a pack, for others to be around content to take care of just himself.

Now though his life was changing, more so than ever. He didn’t want to be alone, he still didn’t wish for a lot of company but Church he knew he would forever wish to be around and live with should she wish it. So far she seemed to be happy staying with him but the worry that there wouldn’t be a change to his mind certainly was a concern to him. He would have to leave her, but not always did he know what was going to happen and it was just… difficult. Ragnarok hoped that she was his light, she was what he needed to help fight off the demons and do his job keeping them locked within him. Natu knew of this job, but she thought he was crazy, just like most who heard of his destiny.

The wolfess was being kind. It was a side of her he knew was there but certainly didn’t felt existed when he had been stolen from the free lands in the times when he was becoming dangerous. He remained silent as the wolfess said it was a shame they weren’t staying. He would if Chuch wished, her words that she wanted to explore the mountain pack was met with a soft smile and a nod of the wolf. Today though it would have to wait the storm would make the rocks treacherous and while he was sure she could handle herself it would bring peace to his mind if she would wait out the storm before exploring. While she explored he could hunt down some of the small mountain goats that lived in the area. He knows Natu only wishes to keep him here, keep them both obviously. If he were to settle Spirane would be the only choice he would make but right now it seemed he would be following Church back to Asteraia.

However as the conversation turned to him, Ragnarok watched the female hoping she understood. These were not Natu’s secrets to give, she may know them but that didn’t mean they were hers to hand out especially when she didn’t believe him. He could tell Church wished to know and his heart longed to tell her and he wasn’t going to wait, the storm was coming after all and they would have plenty of time to be with one another and give him a chance to tell her and explain. He gave the white female a nod though at her slight warning taking it. He didn’t want to hide it from her but it wasn’t as if they had known each other long even though it truly felt he known her forever with the soul bond. He still had much to tell her of himself and surely she had much to say to him as well.

Natu took the hint though she remained silent and for that Ragnarok was eternally grateful. Light sprinkles began to fall and another thunder crack cashed over the mountain shaking the earth beneath his paws. He dipped his head to the female as she took her leave, turning but not before giving him another pointed look before loping down the slopes. His ears twitched watching until she disappeared before turning towards his own family’s den his own shoulder parting form her own for a moment, but only temporary if she willed it.

”Shall we?” He said moving back towards the entrance once more waiting before the entrance and motioning her to enter first. Once she had he followed in silence entering the dusty den pelts littering the ground. It was large, even a brute as tall as him was able to nearly stand up tall, his head slightly lowered as to accommodate the lower ceiling but they could lay comfortably apart ”Sorry. He murmured, ”It’s not used much anymore.” He grabbed a top pelt shaking it lightly before dropping it again placing it upon the ground. ”And sorry about… before.” He said with a sigh knowing surely she knew he was meaning the encounter with Natu and the dance above her head. He felt bad truly, ”I will answer any questions you have, I promise, Church. I don’t want to keep anything from you, even if that is what Natu thinks I might be doing.” He admitted abashedly. It really was just they hadn’t had a moment not filled with playful glee for him to interrupt with. Oh hey, by the way, I have demons that I keep inside of me and sometimes they escape and messed things up. Yeah that would have went over well mid gleeful meeting or a joyus wander up the mountain. Now though he thought maybe it was time.