There was just so much in his mind he could not shake, so much that called to his soul, his heart beating hard in his chest. There was more out there to see and more to discover. He lingered constantly by the wooded borders of Glorall, his paws itching to taste the earth of the world around them. He had been told of power, power in the world and power within him. There was a will to create and make change to what was there, but he felt as though there was a will upon him as well as within. The trees, the sand, the dirt, the rocks and the mountains reached out to his body and blood, inviting him to be a part of them, the wind asking him to dance.

Youth and darkness kept him within. The secrets that tied him to Glorall, his birthplace were chains around his paws. A heathen captured by others, but not hated by them. He was different but he was a part of them. He saw it in their eyes. The only eyes that looked at him any different were coppers of Ava, promising him he could be great. Restlessness engulfing him, he paced the trails of the packland, his eyes closing in pleasure at the feel of the familiar through him. He knew the ways of this land, could feel it through his skin. The pulse and the call. He followed it to the sandy beaches of the sea.

His own copper eyes saw his sister stretched on the sands and he approached her without invitation. They were close, her being the one comfort on his nights of nightmares. Whether she felt the connection to him or not, he treasured the feeling he had with her. She was one who knew most about what it was like. To want to know but never have the answers given. A occupatus animus non invenit responsa cogitavi. A busy mind finds answers not thought of. His voice was soft, thoughtful, almost lost to the world around them. What did the sea say, to bring you to its side? He continued in their common tongue, versed in both fluently. The waves of the ocean crashed along the shore, reaching out to him just as the trees and the mountains did. Glancing back at his grey sister his head tilted to the side. He knew she was not often found this close to the water, and the calls were different for her. She was perturbed by their secrets, but if she was as haunted as he was, he did not know.