Milo was the kind to share her past; the kind to want to help bring happiness to others, the kind who wanted to show everyone happiness could be achieved, and the kind who wanted to be friends with everyone. She wanted to help others achieve happiness. Her past pack; the one that was destroyed by famine and natural disasters, she found happiness in. They found happiness in her and that's all she needed in life. Her friends and little ''family'' she created, the warriors among all of them, to be happy and loyal.

When Kahlan asked where Milos former pack was and where were they now; Milo couldn't help but curl her tail towards her, slouching down some. Yes; I had a pack before. They were long before I came to this land; and they are dead due to causes I could not help the words came slowly, as if she was numb to her own words. It hurt her to think about the pack she had formerly run as alphess; she felt like she had failed them. Kahlan's next words made her even more sad, but she had every right to ask her.

My former pack, the pack I ruled; was destroyed by natural disasters and famine. There was little left in the end except for me and my Beta; but they went their separate way after all the others passed. I tried to save them; I gave up every meal I had to get them all by. Our first land was taken by a the orange flames and when we went searching for a new one; no one wanted us. We traveled far and wide and some went their own way, but most of them passed from famine. It won't be the same fate. Still not what she wanted to talk about to Kahlan. Ears perked as she quickly surveyed their surroundings and looked back at Kahlan, straightening herself back out and wagging her plume. How would you feel about being Zeta of Munashii? Perfect way to continue their conversation, wasn't it?