((Currently a rogue but too lazy to recert right now))
Zerrin had been on quite the journey for what seemed like it had been a lot longer but in truth he'd only left on his quest a little over a month ago. He'd let his pride down and he'd let his most trusted of friends get maimed. A female had pulled wool over his eyes and gained his trust only to strike at his most valuable seer.
Revenge was something that sounded like a good idea but it was truthfully forgiveness that the golden lion seeked. Bast'ion had forgiven him but Zerrin felt he'd never forgive him self nor would he be able to be of much use on this journey.
With out even planning it the two males had found them selves with in sight of familiar looking charred trees to the distance. He could see the lands which he'd been born in and he felt a strong yearning to go back to them. But that same yearning carried something even deeper on his heart. He couldn't go back now and retread those paw prints. Going backward was the opposite of what he wanted.
Still, he wondered where his family may have gone to. Were they still in the mountains or had they returned to the swamps? Zerrin went on ahead to investigate the semi familiar lands just out of reach of the actual swamp territories. He knew better than to disrupt the slumbering spirits.
Meepfur
I made reference to the swampies with out him getting to close. I admit I am a bit rusty on the lore so if I misrepresented anything feel free to correct me and I will correct it : )
Yay family rp <3 Thank you so much for being patient with me smile
