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Sorrel let out a chuckle as Greg climbed off of him, letting the other male help him up. He went over to where he had been bathing and grabbed his own stuff- pulling his clean shirt over his head whilst he held on to his other clothing which was now coated in dry blood. He'd probably have to dispose of them, seeing as blood didn't like to come out of clothing. when he returned to Gregory he was ready to go and thus they started on their way back to camp. "How...well, Dorian is the captain of the crew, who you have met- so it's safe to say that they were on the run and stopped at this island for a breather and....well, they met here on this island. I heard it wasn't so smooth in the beginning and not all the Islanders were exactly happy when my dads started to get closer but hey, they over came that pretty easily. Then the Navy came and well, they were separated for five years, the navy came back and captured my people. Sikari and Dorian met in prison and Dorians people busted them out. They escaped and well... They're living the life now I guess!" He stated, knowing he was cutting the story sort of short but- there was a lot to be said.

"I mean, Dorian and Sikari would know more- but It's hard to get it out of them without them getting all mushy about it and...yeah." He muttered- thinking about it whenever they started talking about they got a little too close and Sorrel found he had to leave the house for a while.

"But yeah, I guess they had to overcome a lot to be together." He murmured, unsure of what else he could say. Sorrel wasn't like most of the people here, sure he was affectionate but growing up he didn't have many friends his age because of his gift, they thought he was weird and thus- he wasn't the best at social interaction. Most people just let him do what he wanted now, and he did have his admirers, but these were the people who shunned him as a child. "I'm lucky to have such loving parents" He stated, knowing that if it had been anyone else it was likely they wouldn't have even tried to raise him.

"You know, after hearing it a million times, it doesn't seem all that grand anymore. I guess it's more of an amazing story that i think it is...." he voiced, pursing his lips ever so slightly as he contemplated the story of his parents before shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. He turned his gaze to the other male, an impish grin on his lips "Their love life did not not suffer however. believe me. I have to leave the house a lot." He mused. Sorrel wouldn't complain, they were two healthy men after all. It just got awkward from time to time, he could always tell when the two of them were in a rut.

His face softened ever so slightly at the hints of desperation in Gregs voice, it had to be hard going from one lift style to a completely new one. The island required a lot more from people, physically for the most part. "There are always things to be done here. I'm sure you'll be taught how to hunt, asked to help prepare meals, everyday tasks really. But every little bit counts. You'll be kept busy regardless. Plus i'm sure you'll eventually find something here that you want to do. Hunters, teachers, healers, the list goes on and the village always welcomes new ideas and perspectives. " replied, letting an easy smile grace his lips, something friendly to try and ease the other males worries.

"Just take it easy, you'll figure out your place in time. For now you're under the care of my family! So don't fret" He chimed, letting his gaze roam their surroundings... He always felt more at home within the forested lands.

It too Sorrel a moment to process the question the male had just put before him, love life...that wasn't even something he had ever really contemplated before as he was used to others simply leaving him alone due to his unique connection to the earth. Pale cheeks warmed slightly as he let slightly widened aquamarine eyes shift to the male walking beside him "T-that uh... it's not really" He started, unsure of how he should explain his whole situation."Well..Seeing as i'm not exactly like everyone else...." He muttered, lifting a hand to run fingers through his silvery locks, pushing it back off his face as he averted his gaze.

"I guess I have some admirers but, no one's ever really approached me in that sense" he finished, feeling oddly embarrassed by a question that really shouldn't have bothered him at all. Letting out a breath he'd not known he was holding, he let his hand fall to his side and glanced over at the other male with a timid smile on his lips " I guess I get too caught up running around in the forest. The thoughts never really occurred to me... despite how healthy my parents relationship is" he added with a small shrug, letting his gaze wander from the male and back to the path in front of him, though a slightly jittery feeling left him feeling a little shaken.

If Sorrels cheeks hadn't been obviously red, then they definitely were now. "It's not...that surprising" He murmured, listening to the male continue on how he could probably get himself a girlfriend or a boyfriend if he wanted. What really threw him off was when the other male voiced that he thought that he was extremely attractive, it threw him off enough that he stopped walking and stared at Greg, whilst his face grew even hotter- he had to look like a tomato now, well, that was likely an exaggeration- but he felt like his face had to be bright red, even if it was a faint flush against his pale skin.

"I uh... Thank you" He voiced, knowing it to be a compliment, though it wasn't exactly something he was used to hearing. He knew he looked a lot like his parents, and others spoke of them as extremely attractive individuals, even he knew that Sikari was quite beautiful, and his father quite handsome. But he never really applied those terms to himself. Taking in a deep breath he lifted his hands to his face, rubbing them down his face as he exhaled, trying to get himself to relax once more, though he still felt a bit jittery for some reason. The compliment had left him with a shivery feeling in his gut, something that left him feeling unsteady.

Dropping his hands to his sides he let his gaze wander , simply staring into the jungle. "Well, the same goes for you- you've already amassed quite the fan club" He voiced, turning to compliment back on the male. It was true, Greg was a handsome male, and he had a look that one didn't see often within the tribe- something foreign much like Dorian and his crew, though they were all hardened sea folks.

Sorrel could feel the other males gaze on him, and it simply made that shivery feeling intensify, to the point where he was grateful that the other changed the subject, simply nodding when Greg said they should continue on their way back.

Sorrel emerged from the jungle right behind Greg- his face still a bit warm, but no longer red- and the feeling in his gut had subsided a bit, though he felt that he was perhaps a bit too conscious of the other male now, a feeling that left him curious and uneasy all at the same time. "I need to go and see how things are going in preparation for dinner and then get ready.. I'll um.. see you at dinner okay?" he voiced, wondering just what it was that mades Gregs words affect him so... "Anyway...see you!" He stated quickly, before he jogged off in the direction of the prep area- stopping to talk to those in charge of cooking. He was quickly shooed away by one of the other villagers, telling him that since he had taken down to boar, he didn't need to help with preparations.

Next on his list of things to do was burn the clothing that he had spoiled with blood, which didn't take much time. Soon he found himself at home- surprised to find that neither sikari or dorian were in...they were likely off somewhere together. Sorrel paid no mind to that and simply began getting ready for dinner. He tied his silvery hair up into a ponytail- not really caring about how neat it was. If someone complained, then they could fix it. He then found himself something a bit warmer to wear- he had a feeling the night air would be colder tonight than usual- not freezing, just a little chilly.

When he had finished he let himself laze about for a while, his mind wandering back to the compliment the other male had paid him- It had left him confused, but there was a pleasantness to the feeling as well, something warm. Some time passed and he found himself dozing- before the smell of food wafted into his home and his stomach decided to rouse him.

A soft yawn parted his lips as he made his way out of the hut him and his parents occupied, making his way to the shared seating area where the tribe gathered for meals. They usually only gathered for evening meals, mornings were more of a quiet, private time. Sorrel simply plopped down on the ground near the fire- another yawn parting his lips as he lifted his arms in a lazy stretch- the heat letting him remain in a relaxed almost boneless state.

Sorrel was quite content to merely nibble at his food, taking his time as he turned his relaxed gaze upon Greg and Dorian- curiosity sparked as to why the two of them were together, though he pushed down his curiosity as he couldn't see it as being his business anyway. "Hey" He voiced simply as Greg sat down next to him and recieved a helping of food- watching the male dig into his food for a moment before turning his attention back to his own food.

It was obvious to him that Greg had found something tot do, and a small smile graced his lips for a moment- already he was fitting in and he'd been so worried. Sorrel himself found that he was relieved to know that Greg had kept busy. Once he was finished with his food, he set the plate down and drew his knees up to his chest, still enjoying the warmth the fire provided- he had been right- he could already feel the chill in the air. He let his gaze shift back to Greg slowly, taking in the other males figure as the sky grew darker and the fire provided most of the light. "So, I surmise you found something to do" He stated-- shifting his arms around his legs and resting his chin on his knees as he turned his gaze back to the fire- watching the flames lick greedily at the fire wood.

"And you spoke with Dorian? Hope he didn't cause you any grief" He added with a soft chuckle- letting his eyes drift shut for a moment, before slowly blinking open once more.

Sorrel let out a soft hum of approval, watching as his plate was collected and turning his attention back to Greg when he asked if there was anywhere that he could get cleaned up. "Mhmm, C'mon, i'll take you" He voiced, his voice rich and relaxed as he stretched out his legs, before getting to his feet. Once Greg was up and following Sorrel led the other to a small but well worn path- which was lit by a few glass encased lanterns courtesy of Dorian and his crew.

The night air was an unwelcome intrusion against his warmed skin- but he didn't mind it too much- he'd adjust to it. It didn't take long to reach a few pools of water with steam rising from them- a place he didn't come often as he usually just cleaned himself off in the lake. Sorrel came to a stop near the pools- turning to look at greg and forgetting just how slippery the stones could be thanks to the steam. Aquamarine eyes widened in surprise as he lost his footing and fell back into on of the pools- submerging him for a moment before the broke the waters surface- a ripple of laughter escaping his lips as he sat up in the water. Silver strands that hadn't quite made it into the ponytail now stuck to his neck an face- and his clothing which was now nice and waterlogged clung to his body.

"well- that was unexpected" He mused as he sat there, simply getting his bearing but not quite as sleepy as he was before due to the little burst of adrenaline he had just experienced. He lifted a hand to free his hair from it's constraints before pushing it all back off his face- feeling the already cooling water drip down is neck. He hadn't looked to Greg yet- instead he simply tilted his head back and stared up at the sky- as the pools had created a bit of a clearing. "Good night for a soak I guess" He added- pondering if he should bother getting up and removing his soaking wet clothes. The answer? He simply pulled off his shirt and threw it on the ground.

Sorrel remained as he was for a moment longer, before turning his gaze to the other male whom had joined him in the pool, brows furrowing ever so slightly when his gaze rested upon Greg. Rather than relaxed, the other seemed to look a bit uncomfortable- and instantly Sorrel worried if he was feeling sick. Without thinking about it the other shifted in the pool to lean over, and pressed a damp hand to the other males forehead, finding that he didn't feel overly warm he simply pursed his lips "Are you feeling alright?" He voiced, letting his tone remain light as he pulled his hand back- not taking any note of just how close he was to the other male now- after all he'd never really had cause to worry about it before and Greg didn't seem comfortable.

"Is it too hot? Did you need me to get you something?" He added- his aqua eyes fixated on the other male, completely oblivious to the fact that he was the cause of the other males 'distress'.