Rukh and Freja - "Let me tell you a thing or two, young 'ne"

Rukh was out to grab a snack before heading back to the teaching grounds. Even as a Teachers the peaceful life had suited him rather well up until now, so to suit his new position he was getting his own kind of training. He had been the peace talker over the East Mountains, being the one to make alliances to bring in large games for food over the cold months. Now that he was in a larger pack and the Peace keeper is filled he was forced into a role. Although it teaches Violence it is not violent itself. Hes been making great progress and is a natural at it, too good for someone who has never fought yet he still dose not agree to it.

He bounced through the runes a trail of black and white landing on him and fluttering away, making it look like he had a cape on. He stopped to sneeze and continued walking, unaware of the Fea who was not to far off, it was not until her groan that he went over to seek what made the noise. "Is everything alright?" he asked with a big woffie smile on his face. Tail relaxed, and ears happy his 'lunch time' could wait.

He sat down on the soft grass avoiding his distance from her strike range yet sated close enough to carry on a conversation. "My name is Rukh, and my friends hear are butterflies from my travels" he wanted to introduce all of him even his friends. "I'm sorry as if i startled you. I do not often hear sounds like that." Looking around he noted the place that she lay, "Its just unlike others to lay freely in the open; most do not in fear of being seen yet you are an odd one." his shepish wolfy smile returned to his face. His comment was suppose to be a friendly comment, but she may have taken it rather rude.

"Why so shocked at the Kindness of one of your own?" He spoke before thinking. Only to soon realize she was a new face to the lands. "I'm sorry that was rather rude, on both accounts" he said softly bowing his head to her to show remorse.

His ears perked up when she made the noise. "yes that, I dont often hear that unless someone is fighting." He shook his coat and sent a spew of butterflies to the skies around him. They were becoming annoying today sticking rather close to him, thus usually implying bad to happen. Thinking no more on it they soon settled back on him and he let out a soft sigh internally. "Well I guess your not going to here, its unlike the others because they rarely lay out in the open. Save zone or not, things can still happen"

He stopped saying things for a moment and listened to her more intently"What do you mean where did you come from my dear?" he asked tilting his head slightly. Although he has traveled a lot he did not know all around him or things about this world because most were brought on by fighting. He saw her stubbornness and sat something rather sharp to her, his tone was snapping but not anger, it was more of a 'for your information' tone. "Weather you are from here or another pack we are all born from the same descendants once long ago. The same blood that runs through my veins can very well run through yours. So I very well will call you my equal, even if not by blod we gather here for a common thought and want, and that is to live." His tone changed from snappy to more stern and stone like sounding like an elder from the older times teaching a pup storys of the past.

Knowing she would not abide by his thoughts although right he just sat there now talking to dig into her character and thought deeper. He would say nothing of his intentions and hope his knowledge of words would hold off her sharp comments and reply. "Take a moment to look around you things happen even as we speak. Not exciting to ones eye now, however it is life at its finest. slow down for just a moment too look at what you have and you've been blessed with."

He wanted to think on the name of the female name. "Ah, yes i know her well. Not well, but i have heard good from her." He did hear good of her yet the amount was slim to none. Yet the important thing was he knew of her. "My dear we all come from somewhere, there was a start somewhere. While not related we all share a single Ancestor. Thus royals and common are of the same equality, ones ego may change the look to this." He hoped to see some progress in her but doubted any still existed.When she shook he continued, "It may not look it, but my life as I know it is over. My skills no hold no purpose. But I love to help other and speak or teach and have found such here to time."

He wanted to draw her attention again, so he relayed some of himself to her so she knew there were others here. "I am of royal blood as well, yet my blood was the downfall of itself. And when she was taken the clan split down the middle even my family took sides." he had stopped there to watch her for a moment before taking a deep breath holding it and letting out as a small and song-full howl. It was an exhale but also much like a whistle and with that the butterflies left on an instant none hanging around and all leaving away from the fea.

(sorry it took so long ive been on my phone and its hard to set reply's with tiny keys. i havent forgot about you!)

He chuckled kindheartedly when she said she has nothing that remains. His questions reigned again. "did you lose your life? No. Did you lose your family? possibly some. What you lost and i feel your bitter with is that you lost your independence as a clan." he looked to her again and saw her avoidance of his eyes and softened his stare. "You care for your heritage and past of life seemingly things do not strike me as odd most who lose something feel such ways." he smiled gently before standing. "you have purpose weather you like it or not ever life dose such."

With a twitch of his ears he turned to see his companions off as the were like a cloud of black delving deeper into the forest. turning back to her after bowing his head to them he sat again. he looked straight into her yellow eyes. "I don't" he paused "they come and go and as they wish, yet more and more have been coming as of late." he closed his eyes and took a moment to breath and recenter himself without his friends "there is a frequency of howl that i can dismiss them with if they get unruly or makes another uncomfortable." his gaze shifted back to her as he spoke again.

swishing his silken tail through the grass blades he looked around them. Silence fell between the two like time was standing still nothing seemed to move or make noise, even the wind that danced softly through these parts was still in moments time. livening the mood he chuckle softly and stood "Walk with me my dear will you? I will tell you all you ask, I do not stand in one place for too long."

he began walking and kept his gaze off hers directly only glancing to her now and again after taking a few steps he stopped short. Her words stung him, more then he would give another credit for. You could not tell this through viable features, nor could you thought facial expressions "Neither, I am just a soul here to live." he took another step or two before speaking again " My family the Eastern Tribe everyone had magick. It was such a rare occurrence when one did not have magick they were sent to leave. When early signs showed we had no magick we were left to venture our own. Hence why my sister was lost as a pup. The butterflies they kept me from being disbanded from my home."

Sniffing the air he also was looking for a place for the two to walk. His tail swished and flicked when he could not decide a path and just wanted to walk "Because I had a magick for the butterflies they let me do my own i did not have to fight nor did i heal. I simply spoke the truth and bridged the clan with others. You could say i was a peace keeper, a treaty maker" he looked to her and smiled "What they did not know is I do not control magick it dose not course through my veins and it did my three brothers and parents. To this day i do not seance the magick in me"

"simply a teacher anymore, and yet i need myself to be taught what i need to teach" he chuckled and sat down after a bit of walking. A large tree with the bluest flowers stood before them and he bit one of and tucked it in his fur. It was for Valk but she didn't need to know this. "Good or not my mother and father prided them-self with only keeping the best of the best with them. It was such a way of life. We did not simply get kicked out tho, it was apparent that we were not taught or watched like the others they simply did not care"

Seeing her discomfort he did not know how to make her feel more comfortable. "well thank you for the company and letting me acquire myself with such gracious company" He smiled gave her a bow and headed back the way they had come.

with a smile he looked back to her and stopped in his tracks "True I asked to walk with me, yet your furs have stood on end since i came over to you. I do not wish to push others to uncomfortable limits" he smiled looked to the path ahead of him before looking back to the fea "If you wish you may fallow me, im sure we can find something of common grounds to speak of while i deliver this" he motioned down to the flower in his pelt. He had been bringing another fea in the pack a flower every day it was his ritual and he so enjoyed doing it.

He waited a moment to see if she would fallow him, it was true he did not mean to drop the conversation so quickly but it was that time of day he knew right where to find this fea and did not intend to miss it. He had hoped she would come with and talk more with him "well are you coming or no?"

He had smiled to her when she caught up. "For a Fea i have enjoyed my company with, her name is Valkyrie. She has shown a side of me that i did not know even was around" he continued to walk watching his feet. he started to hum softly a song of his home land. It had no words just a beat of drums "Spending my days with her and talking reminds me of the peace i brought back home. She a spirited female that is for sure but i see a soft side in her and she bring out a protective side in me"

he continued to walk lost in his thought it wasnt until his feet carried himself to the fae, he delivered the flower and smiled before turning and walking back out and walking to Freja. "So you said Fun what is this fun you speak of?"

he stopped humming and looked to her after returning "It's not that I try to hide it, I just prefer peace than bloodshed. it has always been the case, I can fight almost as well as my sister Omi -Blut- but it feels un natural to me I cannot think I just have to act, its impulsive and anger-some" His voice cracked as he was speaking and he noticed he grew quiet for some time. With his ears and head down he was ashamed of himself. To show emotions of anger around others, for this break of will he decided not to eat dinner nor breakfast. His night would be spent In the Training dens and he would not sleep.

How ever the longer the though on it he was happy with his punishment, he looked over to Freja as she broke his silence "Yea, I remember fun, but mine is surely different then your own. So what may I inquire is fun for you?"

He looked back up to her smiled with his eyes closed and swished his tail. The wind wiped up and the butterfly marking on his night sky fur looked as if they were flying. he could smell. . something. . in the air but could not place it, it was odd. He did not have his harness or his weapon and he started to head to his den instinctively listing for the fea to respond

"I am afraid to kill i have before and i will again, my problem with fighting is it is un-explainable. you cannot think and fight at the same time," he paused to look over to her "one may not explain what they do in the heat of a fight it is just instinctive and you act on what makes the difference of life and death, I prefer knowing precisely how things turn out, as well as swaddling them the way i feel they need to go." he let out a soft sigh picking his head up. They were at his den "excuse me a moment", he dipped in and harnessed up grabbing his black and blue scythe as well as fitting on his mothers claws to match his scythe.

Upon return to the fea he smiled and swished his tail. "For me fun would be outsmarting opponents without picking up a weapon, I like impressing others with skills no other have." his ears twitched and his tail blew in the wind. He sat down on their walk to who knows where and listened for some time.

He chuckled a bit, "My dear the instincts i talk of are the way i move and avoid danger while giving fatal blows after they are worn out" He simply smiled her way "I could never go after one of my own, all of us are family in a seance, and to hurt family is a wrong in my eyes."

Looking up to the sky as she spoke he smiled. "That it is and ive become quite well of it" he gave her a sly smiled before looking back up thinking "Id like to think they are the dead souls of all life, good or bad because every creation deserves a beautiful end. But i cannot, to me that makes no sense and i see them as little sky lights" he stood and wind stirred up "What do you feel they are?"