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Roarke looked off in the distance. "Really? Two?" How very sad that was. And the little wolf-kids were so cute and seemed to carefree, except for one or two, who seemed to be looking for something. "Why more danger? This is probably one of the safest places around."

Aella put down her book, and wraped her hands around her knees. The room that her and Meilikki shared was good for reading, well light and comfortable. "There is lots. We won't run out for some time. Why? Are you bored?"

"The jackles? Who are they? Are the Kin?" Refering to the type of creature, not the realtion. "I'll do my best to protect your family here. I can't really see anybody getting into my place without me knowing."

"Oh." It's too bad she didn't really know what to do for fun. When she didn't have anything to do she read romance novels, which was more like work, because try as she might, she couldn't enjoy it. "Sorry we don't have a pack here for you to look after. I'd suggest going outside, but it's storming."

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Roarke gave a soft wistle. "Ah. I see, they are the degenerates of the society are they? What about other kin? Are there, cats and birds and what not? or has it always just been wolves and jackles?" Roarke was very curious about these things, and he liked to be learned.

"And um...if you wondering...I've been doing some favors for Eliot. Trying to figure out where she came form, and what not." He coughed into his hand. "Some of my more strusted students were able to give me a read out the other day."

Allea smiled. "I like the storm too. Dimitri was a coward, and thought the storms were sent by his enemies to kill him. He would hide in his chambers surrounded by gaurds until it was over. He left the harem alone those days." Which were very far and few between. "I like the outdoors. I wish i could spend more time there, but being outside alone frightens me. Maybe if I were on the water, it wouldn't be so bad. I love the water."

It had almost become a game for Moonstone, walkign through the corridors of the fortress and finding little figureines stashed all over, next to vases, on shelves, as book ends, table center pieces, they were everywhere. He could look at one, understand who it was and somtimes even remeber the scene as it happened in his memory. Backing away from looking at one piece of Malik and Piper, he bumped right into Kat. "Ah, whoops. Sorry."

A book was tucked under one arm.

"Really? I had no idea such people even existed. I suppose they don't make it that obviouse, eh?"

He cleared his throat again. "Ah yes, well we found some very odd things." Okay, no more beating around the bush, that wasn't his style. "We found plant cells."

"You were enver alone in the harem either, but it wasn't the good kind of enver alone." She shivered a bit, and instead tried to imagine this place that Eliot described. It was all gone now wasn't it? Destroyed by Dimitri's men..and all for nothing.

There was a little blush under Moonstone's fur. "It's uh...Gilgamesh, Mesopitamian folk lore." Lately, he had been reading up on adventures and heros, folk lore and ledgens, myths...and had been wondering if any of them were real. Maybe he himself should see if he could find the lost city of Babalon, or Atlantis. Or perhaps the Oasis and the mass of wealth supposidly hidden there. Treasure Island, Dinotopia, Mount Olimpus...but all of those things had been on the surface world. If they were real once, chances were they were gone now.

Bode, two happy imps chasing her while she squealed happily, ran through the dinning room where all were seated. She paid no mind to anyone, just running through as fast as she could. Little Tahru, interested of course, reached out a hand to touch them. Her fingers swept of cheek and arm, but the child and the imps were gone far to fast for her to take hold. She went back to playing around Zahara, and moveing on to Piper.

Roarke sighed, smiling softly. "You've never told her have you? Where she came from? How she became a wolf?" That was understandable. It was a delicate subject, adn if you are living happily, then why broach the subject.

"Wow. That sunds so...exotic. Your primiive life must have been so very rewarding." She sighed though, tilting her head and letting her hair slide off her shoulder. "Happy memoreis? Not until after Dimitri died." And even after that there was few. She remebered being happy when she was with Meilikki and Tarathiel, sometimes Onyx when she wasn't feeling like her stomach would explode.

Moonstone cleared his throat. "A bard? i"m not all that certain I could hold a tune or play an instrument..." That and he didn't feel like he had a right to sing about other people's adventures. How could he sing about sometihng that wasn't his? It kind of felt like stealing. Altohugh, the idea was still kind of appealing.

"That was an honorable decision I think. Wonderful thinking for soemone who came from corn." He smiled. "And you produced a large pack, it can be done again. Your people could florish again." He sat back on his wrists, crossing his legs. "How long did it last?"

She laughed a bit' Simple, that's what I meant. Must be nice, living with a family, learning..." She sighed. "Well, actually I have a family now." It was a bit of an unspoken thing, but it had happened, hadn't it?

"I uh...I will." Moonstone furrowed his brow, and his curious cat nature made him lean opver her shoulder and look at what she was doing "Is that me in a dress?" Although, it did look kind of neat...he wondered if this was something he really could do...if he was a good enough signer, adn was interesting and the like.

Tarathiel let Meillikki ponder for a brief moment before he started talking in his traditional 'I love the sound of my own voice' way.

"You are you, and I would guess that being able to see the future makes it your business, if you care to make it as such. Personally, I would not be me if I knew what would happen if I did something inperticular, that would be against my deep rooted sense of self. My identity is in my ability to throw caution to the wind and try numerous things to ends I have yet to concieve, mind you, my chaos always brings up the same patterns. Like the chaos gate, where rolling the die and marking the page will eventually reveal the shape of a triangle inside a triangle."

"Since you and I are different in many ways, I would guess that the future being so forthcoming to you would make life somewhat stressful. You knew I was coming, and you knew that you would either hate or love me because their is no middle ground with me. I am too much of a force of presence. I like talking about myself. Don't you just enjoy how I took this serious conversation about your deepest feelings about yourself into a conversation evolving around myself, simply because its almost the only thing I really know anything about."

"THat, and killing people."

"Well, maybe my distraction brought clarity, but that really wouldn't be my strong point would it? I am not exactly the most clear of people to see."

"I think you are great."

"Does that help?"

"Well, I think its because... Well... Its... You." The elf smirked, "These funny things inside me that wern't there a few months ago for one thing. That would make you great. You did something inside me that no one else has ever done."

"And you have pretty eyes."

"My eyes were pretty once. But that was a really ******** up situation."