Is it bad that in all these years he never once sought out all his family? What did it say about him since he only knew of his siblings and parents, never once sparing too much thought on the many branches to his family tree? As part of the angel line you would assume that he would keep meticulous records, but the truth was he didn’t really care. There were no true angels anymore and there were more ‘star kissed’ pups each year. None from his loins of course for there was not yet a female to catch his eye. Then again, he had not been looking, preferring to fade to black within the massive borders of his home. However, there was a stirring within him. It was borne a few months ago and he was weary of its relentless assault of his mind. This year he would make something out of himself, he will present himself to the alphess and plead a task. It would give his life meaning and throw him front and center into the fray. He would meet many, perhaps even develop deeper bonds with the family he happens to run across. That is if his sister allows him time to do so, she does quite enjoy his company.

Blood lines, family, life goals….ah it was so much. It weighed upon him with a weight that was none comfortable and when the polite lyrics graced his ears he almost jumped from his pelt in fright. ”Morning…..ah?” Now wasn’t this embarrassing? Not only had he jumped to his paws like a startled deer, he also did not know the name of the one who spoke. He almost wanted to rush and vomit words to explain that he was a face wolf. That he had poor memory and did not recall names well, etc. Yet, he restrained himself from making a fool of himself again and instead focused on relaxing and calming the thundering of his heart. At least he did not yelp. ”It is a beautiful start to one’s day is it not?” With a nod toward the great expanse of sky he pauses to admire the different hues of cotton candy pinks and lavender as they burst upon a background of vivid cerulean. As he was focused on the beyond he totally missed the concern look that dripped from his company’s visage. He however did not miss the words that came next. Was he troubled? Yes. No. Heck he didn’t know and that in itself was troubling.

”I feel that I have come to a crossroads. I do not know exactly what it is that I am supposed to do with myself, yet I know that it is past time that I corrected that. Do I move forward with the resolute determination that is my birthright or do I branch out and just allow myself to fall into my rightful place amongst my peers?” He allows to words to slip forth easily as he settles once again onto his rump, tail laid straight behind him with only the tip twitching. Allowing his head to fall he swivels his gaze to catch mismatched optics, finding the sight comforting somehow. A gift from his mother, his eyes, he quite adored them…he adored her.

A part of him did not expect the male to answer. What could he possibly say to that? Yet that did not matter too much to the star angel as a warm smile parts his lips. He was not against company and the earthen hued male seemed more than friendly. ”What are you up to? Anything I can help you with?” With that he rises to his paws yet again. Up, down, he was full of energy borne of his inner conflict. So whatever his companion offered he was sure to take it whether they stay and talk or lope throughout the pack. The god’s offered him a distraction, or a answer, and he was going to seize upon it.