Solitude.

A word that Siborno had been rather familiar with from a young age, the only company he had ever had around that age was his two siblings and mother. His sister and brother already itching for an adventure whilst Siborno looked worriedly to his ill mother, a frown or puzzled expression always on his face more concerned about his only parent rather than playing with his littermates. Winter was always the harshest season but something about it always fascinated the young hybrid and he was uncertain as to what it was. He supposed that it was because of the snow and how it'd crunch underneath his large paws and even if he did like the season, it was still the most cruel and greedy of all the other seasons. He recalls how his mother struggled every morning time get up until one of those days, she stopped getting up. She stopped breathing altogether and the three cubs had been devastated by the loss of their own mother, they didn't know their father and Siborno had doubted that whoever he was didn't care enough to have stayed with them. Siborno and his siblings had to fend for themselves for the first few weeks, they had to adopt and expand on their diet seeing as meat was hard to come by. The young cub usually finding himself digging up dried roots or ripping off frozen, moist slabs of bark to eat. His siblings were more stubborn to eating such things but eventually they followed his actions and would mimic him.

They were all rather skinny not having meat to eat but they were still surviving with this new odd diet of theirs. Time went on and they grew older, winter finally coming to an end. They could finally hunt the cervine that returned to their lands but they all agreed to leave the fawns so they would grow and provide their own offspring. Siborno had even suggested a few ideas while the three were gathered around the fire that night, speaking about how they could catch a few of the creatures and somewhat harvest them when need be. Just like any other livestock and this seemed to intrigue his siblings, so, they had gotten to work on these several projects trying to finish them before winter would strike once more. They'd have to feed the cervine as well and themselves, the thought made the large male exhausted but they had managed to pull it off. They thrived for quite a few years until a harsh snowstorm hit separating Siborno from his siblings, now, he was truly alone. The next few months, he had rationed the meat he had gathered and used the pelts of the cervine to keep himself warm during those cold nights.

It had been years now, he was still by himself avoiding any contact with other animals and now he would trek through a snowy territory with a deer pelt draped over his shoulders. His eyes searching for any signs of life and he would perk up at the sight of a deer, admittedly, it had been a while since he had eaten one and this would be a great opportunity to harvest the meat and store the rest for later. It didn't take long before the large smilodon hybrid had taken down the young buck and in that moment, he would recall the times he had hunt with his siblings all those years ago. Unfortunately for him, he had gotten distracted and the smell of fresh blood had attracted a pack of wolves to him like honey would lure in flies. He would grimace peeling his lips back into a snarl to ward them off, he might have been large but they had numbers. They had already spread out with a single lupine drawing close to him, he growled and lashed out. That had been enough to cause them all to lunge at him.

He managed to get a few of them off of him but he decided that if he stuck around for too long, he'd lose too much blood and die out from blood loss. So with that in mind, the large male ran off. They had bitten and clawed at him, he was blinded in one of his eyes only being able to rely on a single eye to navigate himself throughout the woods. The snow splattered with droplets of blood, Siborno pressed his body against the bark of a tree not seeming to care that the metallic liquid that flowed freely from him was coating the trees bark or dripping into the roots. He didn't think he would die of infection but it would seem that way, he grit his teeth and let out a few soft growls feeling as if he had disappointed his siblings and mother. He could have lived longer but his hunger and greed had gotten the better of him. Crunch. The sound of the snow being crushed made him grow tense with his coat bristling, a menacing snarl leaving him and shifting his gaze in the direction of where the noise had come from. A lion and an odd raccoon looking creature, both tufted ears pressed against his skull.

They were strangers and frankly, he had no idea what their intentions could be. Siborno was much larger than both of them and he began to think maybe his size could intimidate them, ward them off just enough to find peace one last time. He shakily rose to his hind legs standing at a full ten feet and let out another growl though his stance faltered due to the gashes in his hind legs, it was painful but he wasn't going to be killed so easily. His side leaned once more for the tree to get some type of support though it did not last long as he shifted his current position to sit down once more trying to ignore the pain. The lion began to steadily approach him with... Worry? Concern? In his eyes. It confused Siborno greatly, why would the small lion be concerned about him? An absolute stranger at best. Let me help you. Their lips had moved, the smilodon hybrid being rather reluctant and flinching when the other big feline would press a paw to his shoulder. He grew stiff but Siborno was too tired to fight them off any longer.

Aurum. He had come to learn his name after his injuries had been treated and the small raccoon creature was Roy, Aurum's son. Although, Siborno saw no resemblance whatsoever he had come to accept them and thank the both of them for their kindness. Aurum spoke about a civilization where they could all stay and the large male was rather hesitant at first but followed in suit, he had to repay Aurum in some way. He wasn't certain how so but the bandaged up male would figure it out someday not now, he would draw a soft breath about ready to step across the border until the lion had stopped him. A frown tugging at Sib's maw until given an explanation, how odd, usually he could step or walk wherever he wanted without worrying about anyone claiming that these were their lands. He would have to grow accustomed to that, he supposed. He knew that both Roy and Aurum had shorter coats than him and they likely wouldn't do too well with the cold so he had draped his deer hide across both individuals as they waited. Siborno having refused to speak any further. The most he had said to them had been his name but surely, they'd learn more about him when he was more comfortable.

/ wait until aurum & roy(?) reply[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]