He would have been lost without this place. Without the land that was Ichika and the wolves who had walked upon it, nothing would have held meaning. Now that home and those who had attracted the best parts of him were disappearing. Most of the wolves were gone. What was left now? Memories and pain seemed like a commodity that couldn’t be shaken off or seen properly. Regret and guilt were something he felt regularly. But below all the bad and past all the hard earned wounds there was something here for him still. His friend. Her autumn hued coat still stood in these lands where they had first met. She kept the den here with her young ones and carried a heart he knew had to be damaged by the loss of so much.
For anything to have sustained the dissolving of all he knew, nothing and no one would have been more valued. So with no pack to be ashamed for any longer and only a friend whom needed something stable just like he did the injured wanderer had chosen to stay. It hadn’t been an easy choice to make but he regretted not a single moment he spent near her.
What the future held had been left completely to fate as far as Jaden had been concerned. He saw nothing ahead of them but living simply in these lands for a time. When his companion woke him from where he had fallen asleep guarding the mouth of her den, he was mystified by what she offered. For a time, he just asked questions and sought out the true depth and meaning behind her words. A pack. Being a leader. Were these things he could take on? He had doubts in himself but the warm words of his friend were so comforting, so convincing. This was something she wanted and he realized he wanted it for that reason alone. He couldn’t leave her or shun the idea because he truly believed she had the ability to lead. Whether he did or not was questionable but together what could stop them?
When his questions ended and he was filled with all he felt he needed to know he took a small amount of time to ponder it. Such a thing was deserved from such a proposal. But it wasn’t long before he smiled at her fondly with a spark of ambition threatening to alight his deep blue eyes. Where to start? He questioned his friend and listened intently for what she would answer to this new question.
Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.
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