Aviias had quite the vivid imagination, making her analogies and descriptions quite colorful, sometimes absurd, and usually extremely silly. She found it humorous the way his gold and blue eyes widen in surprise as she makes him out to be a tree for being so much taller than she. Guardian is as tall as they come, while Aviias was on the far other end of the height spectrum, not quite as small as they come but a hobbit in her own right. What hindered her in size was just how dainty she was, slim all around with very light muscles. She was a delicate butterfly, dwarfed by her mighty tree friend, but she didn't mind, she found him appealing all the same as she grins back at him, his lopsided grin outright infectious.

His bluntness did not weigh on her mind, in fact it did not even register with her. She tended to be a very polite girl, yet it came without thought, therefore she did not really know what she was doing or if another was being impolite to her. To speak ones mind was not a sin to her, and so she treated it as something completely normal. “Oh.” is all she says as she tries her best to explain her deformity that she herself did not truly understand. Through a medical stand point, it was all she had to offer him and the most logical deduction, yet, due to her amnesia at a young age, she had no way of really knowing. For all she knew, she could have broken it, but this was the story her adoptive mother had given to her, and so this was the story she was going to stick with unless proven otherwise.

“Can’t one of dem ‘ealers just fix it for ya? Ma brudda, Meryl is a ‘ealer, maybe da best of dem. Why not ‘ave one of dem look at it, eh?” he asks, his innocence in the ways of deformities more apparent than ever. It was not his fault for growing up surrounded by wolves with almost no imperfections, yet she did not grow irritated with him over this, rather showed her patience to listen to him, correct him if there was a correct answers. Yet for this she was not sure, she had never thought about trying to correct her splayed paw until he posed the idea. Violet eyes stared at the paw, thinking on possible methods one might be able to correct this problem. "I suppose one might be able bind the paw really tightly to try and pull the toes back in and use a splint of sorts to twist it back," she mused allowed, hoping not to confuse her with her healing ramble. A smile spreads across gray cheeks as she looks back up the the star touched male. "I don't think I want to fix it though, its a part of who I am and I think if I fixed it, it would be like loosing a part of myself."

It had been a long time since she had openly talked with another like this. Aviias had been distant since her return, slipping in and out of the forest pack without much notice by those around as they combated with the hectic struggles of everyday life. No one noticed the small gray girl's disappearances, which struck a cord in her heart as it seemed like no one missed her enough to search, leaving no rock unturned until they found her. There was no family to look for her, and her friends were far too busy to spot their tiny friend slipping away to her lonely existence. She didn't even have an imprint anymore to keep a watchful eye out for her to make sure she was truly okay, let alone a mate to guard her heart. Life was difficult and unpredictable, she had surmised, but not impossible, and so she would continue to tell herself this until things got truly better.

“You will meet me Ma and Pa I am being most sure of dat. You could hear me Pa comin’ a mile away.” Guardian explains, his chuckle that follows mixed with snort of amusement at his description of his father. She smiles, tail swaying behind her like the constant ebb and flow of the tides. "I'll be sure to keep an ear out." And then the dam breaks for the male as he spills forth all the events and emotions that carry such weight upon his shoulder like an exhale. Though Aviias had only just met Guardian, she already knew him to be an incredibly honest male, and so she knew that the tale she told him of Covet's crimes was one of complete truth. He did not sway his story to be on his side, he felt confusion over the events and was thus was going to give actual events in hopes for an answer.

“He said some strange things, ta me cousin ‘Yrule, strange things, he reckons someone from me family stole his puppies or summthin’ but it aint ever happened, I know it aint. He just makin’ things up to be mad ‘bout. He ain’t liken anyone that is part of da Angel family but dat ain’t our fault, he told me cousins they gotta try not ta be Angels, how can ya not be what ya are? Is like sayin’ I shouldn’t be black!” He says, laughing at just how ridiculously skewed this wolf's thought process was. To be something you're not, or to not be something you are is impossible, especially when it has to do with your bloodline. It was like asking someone to not be born at all, or to be born to their parents. It was impossible and to ask someone to do impossible things was ridiculous. Maybe Aviias was too kind of a spirit, but hating was such an awful thing to her. Hating led to sadness and anger.

“He needin’ more then ass kickin but it’ll come in time, always does. I think maybe he jus bein’ real sad, none of da things he think ‘appened actually ‘appened and I think maybe he’s mind ain’t right, he’s sad and he’s confused and I can’t ‘ate him for dat.” She understood completely. Her capacity to hate was all but non existent. Even the wolf who had attacked her and almost killed her did not warrant any hate from the tiny girl. Aviias nods to him. "Sadness can often lead to a wolf loosing themselves," she adds, knowing full well the truth in her words as she had experienced it for herself. Sadness had left her so lost and confused, so much so that she had to leave in order to find peace just to find herself once more. If this wolf was as sad and confused as she, then it might cause him to have such irrational thoughts and do such irrational actions against the angels.

Aviias wasn't sure how Guardian was going to react to her sudden intrusion into his space. Her natural desire to comfort others, friends especially, did not let her have a second thought on her actions. She enveloped him into a gentle hug, and she could have sworn she felt the shock that went through his body. He is warm, like a bright flame burns constantly inside of him that heats up his entire body. On the other hand, her flame had been dimmed, leaving her cooler from just how cold and empty she had once been inside. She pulls away, realizing how silly she might seem by doing this but he didn't seem to mind as his blue and gold eyes stared at her in wonder. “Dat was nice.” is all he says and it makes her giggle. He really didn't have much interaction with females.

“If I went vistin’ all me family I’d never be at home. It’s da biggest family of dem all I reckon, but I like it, s’always someone to talk to and always someone ta help ya. Angels ain’t never alone.” Guardian says, explaining further what Aviias had already suspected. "Sounds nice," she said with a smile. She had no family of her own, so she really didn't know what it was like but it sounded nice. She tried her best to replace her absence of family with friends, but she hadn't quite acquired the amount that Guardian had. A girl could dream.

Much like Aviias, Guardian too was a good listener. It allowed her to open up to him with very little thought on it. “I ain’t never had an imprint and maybe Imma glad ‘bout that, seems like all dat does it ‘urt ya in the end. Me Ma and Pa are the only ones I seen dat make it work, day are imprints and day are mates too. Didja mate not like ya imprint? Is dat why he left?” It surprised her that he had never found his imprint, but it also caused her to envy him slightly. Maybe imprints could work like his parents, but for her it seemed they would never work, that all they would ever do it cause her pain. "I envy you in not having found yours. It's nice to hear that they can work out, but so far they haven't for me," she says with a small, sad smile. She quietly hoped she never found another one.

"I've never had a mate, my imprints just left of their own accord. The first one came to live with me in Taviora, and then one day just picked up and left. I tried to find him but he had gone far outside of Moladion. And then my second one basically got my name and that was it, he just left, never to be seen again."