I wish I knew more about the beliefs here, more about this 'imprint' thing. It was an interesting name for it, and I wanted to see what it was about, the guidelines behind it, the stories of those who had imprinted long before. I wondered if it was like it was back home, if it didn't matter how your heart felt, you were fated with someone thus, you stayed with them, forever. I had seen many people unhappily in fated matches, and it was sad, yes, but I didn't want that for me. I had never really thought of the whole 'love' or 'fated' thing before. But that was because of my brothers, I guessed. A few of them had gone the way of fates, and done what was expected of them, the others, struck far away from that. Ma and Dad tho, they had been fated and were one of the success stories. They were still together, more than ten years later.

Thinking of my family made a homesick feeling wash over me slowly. I missed them all. I missed the sun most of all. Even in winter there, snow was not something we experienced, ever. I missed the feeling of the hot sand under my paws and the ocean water washing over my paws. I found days where the homesick feeling was worse, and I didn't want to do anything, and then there were days when I would forget I wasn't home. It was days like that which caused the homesick days to feel worse. I wondered to myself what Dad would have thought of Navarre. Partially because he was the cheif at home, and partially because yes, he was my father. I didn't know where this imprint thing here was going to lead, but I had always trusted dad's words and opinion, without fail.

I shifted my weight, adjusting in the cold snow that littered the ground, trying to hold back my distaste for the cold weather. My eyes flicked down at my paws as I subconsciously pushed the snow around, creating a hole in the snow to where my feet could rest on the grass beneath. It wasn't as cold as standing on pure frozen water, so that was better. I lifted my eyes when he spoke, a smile breaking across my face. He spoke of his homelands, and the beliefs they had. "Back home, if you went against the fated bond, you were doomed for a rough life. One filled with despair and heartbreak at every turn. My parents, they were a fated bond, and I never questioned it. Until I saw the heartbreak that the bond could cause some. For those who may have been fated, but didn't want to be. I can't help but worry if that happens here." I paused, my gaze full of questions.

I smiled, nodding as he spoke of how long he had been there. It seemed as if this place was different in some aspects from home, but at the same time, they were vastly different. I didn't want to say there was an ominous feeling about it, but I wondered if the imprints here felt as if they were forced together, or if by some strange rule, they were allowed to stay connected, but not in all ways. He spoke of it then, how the choice to stay with an imprint was a choice, not a rule. "I wondered. Back home, I had seen many fated bonds crumble through the fact that they were forced to stay together." I paused as he asked about home. "Oh, very very far away. A pacific island that is close to some of those very large islands, but it's small, tucked away between islands of volcanos, not many would find it. I suppose I left because as the only daughter of the chief, I felt as if my life there was too planned out for me. I wanted something that was unexpected of me. Something...new."