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he walks through the trees, not even haveing to think about where he was going. he had this place memorized as he steped over every stone that sticks up in the path, heading into the deeper trees. no graves rested here.. none but his own. he came up to his head stone and smiled at it.
his little step sister had carved it from lime stone for him when their brother killed him. he ran a hand over the smooth stone, ageless in this wooded area. Werewolves... his step siblings were wonderful creatures. his step brother killed him, then his step sister carved this for him after he died. he ran a finger over his name, carved in sprawling script across the stone. Traquin.. my beloved brother. in this life you were lost, i hope in the next one we are together again.. please remember me Quin.. ill find you in the next life and we can be a family again.... love you always big brother... love Willowbain, your little sister.as he looked back he felt a pang of guilt. i could have went back... said i was still here... he shook his head. does no good to wish.. and it would have changed her fate if she was worrying and wondering about how i am back... its better she never knew i came back.. he tilted his head forward, and something caught his eye. it was a flower.. his grave was coverd in them.. and they were... " pink... some one put pink flowers on my grave..."
he laghed. slowly laghing harder until he was leaning against his headstone for saport. " some one put pink flowers on my grave.. they probibly think that this grave belongs to someone important.."

ignoreing the new comers questions about himself, he answerd the ones about his sister instead. " it is Bains hand writeing. she was my little sister, by blood or not, and i love her still. she lived a very long life, and died far older than most Wherewolves ever think of." he ran his hand again over the skript, not careing if the man behind him saw his sadness.
"i never told her how much.. how sorry i was for leaveing her alone. we were both odd ones.. i was a human among werewolves, and she was still more alone than i. we helped each other survive..." he looks sharply at the man, irritated at himself for saying that much. " what do you want here anyway."

he looked throught the dense tree's, feeling some one closer than the others. " i want nothing from you, all i wanted was to see if you realy were a ghost who was said to haunt the graveyard or not." he said, talking to the man Quin but keeping a close tab on the closer person.

Quin scoffed at that. " no one here has seen me. " that was a lie, but he didnt care to admit that. " only the ghosts have given me company here, so mabye i am a ghost.. " he looked at the young man.. a ghost he didnt know the name to, even after knowing him for a very long time, the ghost he called spook had been his best friend for a long while, and always talked about his sister. he missed her alot, he never shut up about her... but these thoughts were lost when Quin say that he was waveing at him. Quin pushed past the man who had been talking to him and fallowed Spook.
he lead him to a small wooden grave.. and a lady standing with a rose. she said a few things and the ghost shoved Quin from behind, knocking him forward next to the girl.

Quin glared at the ghost, forgetting the girl next to him. "damn it Spook, i dont like to be touched! expecialy not by a damned moldy ghost like you!" he turned his back on the girl, fully ready to face off with the ghost.
" i told you before, and ill tell you again. your grave is nice, almost as good as mine. but i dont want to freakin keep rushing back here thinkin something is wrong just to find a girl here every time." his shoulders slumped as he let the last of his anger fade. he didnt let his temper loose often, he had needed that vent.
still forgetting the girl behind him, he steped up to Spook and knocked him in the back of the head hard enough so he smacked into the wooden grave. it rattled and Quin whinced. " that aint good.. most people wouldnt like to see that..." his southern drawl kicking in becuase of his earlier anger.

Aya looked up. "You scared me Leia." She sttod up and walked over to her. "Have you seen Banshee yet?"

Aya looked down then back up at Leia and smiled back. "It's ok." Her smile faded quickly. "I just really hope we can find her though."

Aya sat next to her. "Hmmm. A few days. I'm not sure. Forgetfulness is contagious." she smiled.