09-11-2019, 11:16 AM
As Kamara began to speak about her struggles as an immortal being, Worm felt himself be not only massively out of his depth, but also feel a strange sense of nostalgia and sadness the longer she spoke. He wasn't sure why, since it wasn't like he himself was an immortal being, at least not as far as he knew, but for some reason her plight felt so familiar to him, and he he made a soft almost apologetic noise as she went on about the sadness she had experienced, feeling an itch along his spine where his wing would have been, had it not been for the face that he was in his current form. The phantom limbs seemed to shift and shake, but he was blissfully unaware of it, instead just leading Kamara along and swallowing thickly. Now, whenever anybody spoke of family, he felt a deep seated feeling of guilt, as well as sadness and anger, to produce an unpleasant cocktail that made his tail sink down beside him, doing the opposite of it's usual happy wagging. He had outlived both of his parents at this point, and even though Poetking wasn't dead, he might as well have been considering where he now was, and who he now associated with. He wondered if he would one day outlive even Poetking... probably, given Poet had gone off towards the Pitt. There was no doubt he would eventually either be killed by those he called "allies", or one day by him, in his quest for revenge against those who had abandoned and harmed him.
His thoughts were rapidly getting off the rails, and he refocused on what Kamara was saying, hearing her apologizing for "rambling on" to him. If he was being honest, he offered her nothing but an apologetic smile, since he had sort of zoned out for part of her speech thanks to his own existential crises, but he did feel bad about it. He could focus on someone other than himself... at least that provided a welcome excuse for him to not be focused on his thoughts of family, and what he had lost thus far. He barked softly as he walked along, feeling the brush of Kamara's pelt against his own as she moved closer in her movement, "Don't worry, I don't mind listening to your "rambling". Honestly it's kind of... comforting. I can't share your exact same plights, but honestly I can understand the feelings. The feelings of outliving everyone you love, and feeling anxiety over allowing yourself to be a part of something... Before I came here, I was exiled from the place I had been raised since I was a cub, and after that, I doubted I would ever be able to truly see a place as home again, since even the people who were supposed to love me had caused me pain... but then I arrived here, and I found a new family, and a new place to call home." He smiled softly, and sadly, thinking back to when he had first arrived on the border of Tanglewood, heartbroken and roaring to gain his brother's attention. He had been so angry and hurt at that point, and desperate for the only family he had left... ultimately, even through all of the hardships that had happened here in Tanglewood, he still felt happier here than he had ever felt back in the pride.
As he crossed over the border of the woods and stepped foot into the town that most of them called home, he chuckled weakly and said softly as he lowered his head and shook it, smiling, "Ah... I'm sorry, miss Kamara. I didn't mean to make things so much more sad when I added on to what you were saying. I suppose I just miss what remained of my little dysfunctional family, even if they weren't the best for me..." He then said as he gestured around him, to the various standing buildings and the clan members bustling around to do their various tasks, "I... I suppose my question for you now is where you would like to stay. I can't guarantee that people won't pass along here as well, but Tanglewood is somewhere where connections are encouraged, and even if you're only here for a while, I think it would be worth it to have a place here, and to make friends. Even if people pass along... a life without friends is a life not lived." It sounded vaguely like something Feza would probably say, but... he did honestly mean it. He vastly preferred the life he had found in Tanglewood to the life he had once considered, all alone without others to worry about, even if he felt like, for some reason, he would one day end up outliving the friends and family he so desperately loved here.
His thoughts were rapidly getting off the rails, and he refocused on what Kamara was saying, hearing her apologizing for "rambling on" to him. If he was being honest, he offered her nothing but an apologetic smile, since he had sort of zoned out for part of her speech thanks to his own existential crises, but he did feel bad about it. He could focus on someone other than himself... at least that provided a welcome excuse for him to not be focused on his thoughts of family, and what he had lost thus far. He barked softly as he walked along, feeling the brush of Kamara's pelt against his own as she moved closer in her movement, "Don't worry, I don't mind listening to your "rambling". Honestly it's kind of... comforting. I can't share your exact same plights, but honestly I can understand the feelings. The feelings of outliving everyone you love, and feeling anxiety over allowing yourself to be a part of something... Before I came here, I was exiled from the place I had been raised since I was a cub, and after that, I doubted I would ever be able to truly see a place as home again, since even the people who were supposed to love me had caused me pain... but then I arrived here, and I found a new family, and a new place to call home." He smiled softly, and sadly, thinking back to when he had first arrived on the border of Tanglewood, heartbroken and roaring to gain his brother's attention. He had been so angry and hurt at that point, and desperate for the only family he had left... ultimately, even through all of the hardships that had happened here in Tanglewood, he still felt happier here than he had ever felt back in the pride.
As he crossed over the border of the woods and stepped foot into the town that most of them called home, he chuckled weakly and said softly as he lowered his head and shook it, smiling, "Ah... I'm sorry, miss Kamara. I didn't mean to make things so much more sad when I added on to what you were saying. I suppose I just miss what remained of my little dysfunctional family, even if they weren't the best for me..." He then said as he gestured around him, to the various standing buildings and the clan members bustling around to do their various tasks, "I... I suppose my question for you now is where you would like to stay. I can't guarantee that people won't pass along here as well, but Tanglewood is somewhere where connections are encouraged, and even if you're only here for a while, I think it would be worth it to have a place here, and to make friends. Even if people pass along... a life without friends is a life not lived." It sounded vaguely like something Feza would probably say, but... he did honestly mean it. He vastly preferred the life he had found in Tanglewood to the life he had once considered, all alone without others to worry about, even if he felt like, for some reason, he would one day end up outliving the friends and family he so desperately loved here.
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— Reggan