WC: 341
“Oh, thank you,” she replied, wondering if she should point out that no matter how much music her name carried, she had little choice in the matter. Though, she supposed that wasn't completely true; her family was known for changing their names as it suited them, so although Tayui was born as Tayui Aston-L'leh, she had assumed different names in different parts of her life. When she and Shaeniire had been mates, she had styled herself as Tayui Vanim-L'leh, taking on her mate's surname. Now, however, she had found a name she truly liked. So she supposed it wasn't too strange to accept Nayati's compliment (even if she felt as though she should reject it). She wondered if she was now obliged to comment on his name. Tayui wasn't sure what meaning it carried for him, or if AniWayans acquired their names with much thought and predication as they did their spirit guides. The entire AniWayan culture seemed to be very personable and individualistic; it was interesting to observe and partake in.
“I'm not too sure, actually. The old lands were called Bleeding Souls. Most of us here are from that area, to the north. I guess we were attached to our old homes and wanted to keep one aspect. But on the other hand, we sought to rid ourselves of the curse, if you can even call it that,” she replied easily, pondering his question for a moment. Indeed, the lands of Bleeding Souls had carried a weight that no wolf could have ever rid themself of. Friends and family members would suddenly disappear and leave, only to return months or years later. Tayui wasn't sure why this happened, but she had heard many refer to it as a curse. The lands had been plentiful and full of game, but with it came this weight. And since so many of them had come from Bleeding Souls, perhaps they had wanted to keep the good and rid themselves of the bad. Cleanse their souls. Perhaps that was the meaning after all.
Table by Kate!
[/html]