Welcome to Gaia! ::

He looks up out at fountain.

" Wow look at the architecture envolved"

he puts his hands in the stream of water as he laughs and smiles as he plays with the water.

Yoko see a boy and that girl from the garden.
"Great am i always going to run into you."

" Im getting freaked out by this whole situation im gonna go..."

*goes to the library*

Kharn was running around the school, leaping and jumping, feeling the joy of a good work out under the moonlight. Though he felt lonely for he wasn't running in a pack anymore. That thought started to dampen his mood a bit and he slowed down thinking, 'It's to nice a night for sorrow. Now is the time to live.'

As he did he hears beautiful singing. He dosen't understand all the words but he dosen't have too. He understands the song. He pads to the edge of the fountain area and listens to the song quietly until it ends.

"Sorrry but I overheard your song. That was very beautiful. My name is Kharn. Please let me show my appreciation."

He feels heshould share a song for this person in turn and so he tilts back his sings as well.

"Hoooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwlllllllllllllll"

He continues and sings the wolf song of thanks for a good night under the moon, the passion of being alive with hope for the nights to come.

"You are quite welcome, Elf-Lady. I knew you were a elf. To us wolves you are the 'people of the forrests', and we see and smell you as you see and hear us. We respect you and your ways as you live with the natural world and don't seek to change it much."

Kharn sighs deeply and says, "As for what has happened to me it is hard to say." His voice takes a slightly growly tone,"The Deem came. I remember that much clearly. I think it was near the end of the... what is the person word for it? Hmmmm, let me think....war? Yes, War it is. Such a small word for such a big, bad idea. any way, a few moons after the war or before it's end they attacked my tribe. Many were killed, others caught like myself. I was still young. None escaped."

Kharn pauses and shudders at unpleasant memories before quietly saying,"The rest is hard to remember. They would take us away, Do things to us. Painful things. The cries of the others. The awful light. Sometimes they came back, mostly they didn't. Eventually I was alone and I heard no more of my kin. Then they did... something to me...It was... bad... awful... Wrong! They repeated it many times... many times..."

"The rest is very hard to remember... Unpleasant... I was different some how... I hurt... and then I fought... I, I ... ... k-killed... killed more... and not for hunt... I learned the person way of fighting...I learned how to Hate...." Kharn swallows, "talking about it is painful... I think... I'm sorry ...maybe more later..."

With that he sits on the ede of the fountain and leans out to drink the rushing the water. Then sits there trying to uncurl his fists, blood pouring from where his nails have dug into his palms, and staring at them.