Sharon
*KIbaru would have a sligh sadness in his eyes, but he kept smiling towards the boy. Kibaru would have enjoyed the company of this child, but his was to dagerous for a child as Kibaru was somewhat of an outlaw and the boy had to travel his own path to become a man*

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet. And a song would be much appreciated" *Kibaru would answer as he moved to a place where he could sit on that would keep his tails dry*
Ann
Meaning a name came from somewhere from someone, and with it came its' purpose why his parents or parent had granted the boy his name. It carried a story of its' own from memories as old as the worn fabrics worn against the childs' body; ancient robes from a time lost to the pages. Few were the memories of what his name meant, but there was one that stuck between all else something the boys' favored parent had told him after hearing just what his name had been derived from. Meant to comfort and assure that the boys' presence was not a curse, but a blessing someone she in turn held dear to her heart. Peaking his dulled eyes' the boys' smile still attempted to keep upon his lips even if Kibarus' news did upset the young lad... Even if he felt a little hurt by it the youth saw little harm in him knowing his name.

"T-tis Fithora... T'was from rotting matter that I doth bloom... Least t'was what mine mother told me it meant. N-n-narry do I care much for mine names meaning.. But t-t'was mine and mine alone what doth they call the wolf whom stands greater than any of his kin?" Irony his names meaning had become a truth, within death did the child 'bloom' yet this truth was lost upon the youth blind that its' meaning had come true at least the version his mother told. For the boys' name did derive from words that meant rot a name that his mother hadn't wished to grant her child and yet it was set in stone by their cultural beliefs.

Delighted that at least Kibaru would be willing to take the youths song with him, the boys' feet began to rock back and forth excited that there may very well be a chance their parting wouldn't be as long as he and his mothers'. Worried that he may never see either of them again it parted a bit of comfort toward the youth... And this gift he was about to give Kibaru menat something near and dear to the childs heart a song his mother sung to him during his youth. Though he did not know how to sing through his mouth, he did know how to sing through the aged woodwind peeking out from the youths cloth belt one of which he began to rummage through bringing out a wooden rectangle adorned with scratches and faded rotting old maple. Flipping its' cover open the boys' eyes seemed to sparkle shoving the book up from where he sat to try and show his wolf kin friend, within the book it was wax an old wax tablet carved with musical characters of the boys' song he was working upon. The sheer age of the tools that the boy carried about with him brought up a question... Just how long had the boy been dead, how old was he? Would his mother still be awaiting for him where he had grown up? Perhaps it was best that the youth found these questions for himself. 

"T'was the song... You doth heard the one I fouled with mine stumbling fingers... T-truly I am unworth her melody." His smile began to vanish disappointed with himself and the stranger whom had to leave; muttering something a bit childish "..T-tis unfair why must everyone part? M-mayhaps tis mine own fault."
Sharon
"Names Kibaru... Well that the name my parents gave me, but outside with strangers and enemies, Im know as Okami" *Kibaru would answer the boy's question on his own name.*

*After the boy had fell into a depresed state yet again, Kibaru simply looked at him about to answer his last question* "I'm not leaving you, we're just not going to see each other for a while" *Kibaru knew the boy's mother was probaly already dead, but it was best if the boy found that out by himself as it will be less painfull*

"And sometimes peeople have to leave you so you can meet more people, but you will see them again if you were good, that i can promise you with my honor as a hunter and a wolf"
Ann
Etched symbols likely all the youth had left of his beloved parent, the woman whom had shaped the youth into the world whom was supposed to accept him no matter his deteriorated appearance . It was her duty to ensure the lad was prepared for the world upon his lonesome, but it seemed she neglected to ever consider the chance that the young boy would ever leave her side it nearly seemed she knew Fithoras' fate before it befell him. Upon his appearance it was at least what Kibaru told the young boy she would accept his newfound appearance calling himself unworthy meant to be hidden from all of those whom looked upon him, but even he wondered how anyone could ever accept this horrifying form one to the youth seemed to defy any spirit which may lay above the heavens' for it was from his spiritual little colony that brought what beliefs the youth carried within his skull seeing wolves as lowly creatures whilst foxes were graced in a brighter light.

Clenching fingernails dug into the waxen surface of the tablet he attempted to hand Kibaru. "T-tis painful... To leave thine loved ones far..." Grinding his teeth to gether the boy shouted "I-it feels far from mine own grasp mine own control... It tis annoying mine hands cannot grasp a certain grip and all seem t-to find mine company unworth! B-but I mustn't... I mustn't allow such thoughts

To keep from mine own words." The lad burst out an aggravated string of words, fed up with things that he couldn't grasp. "If mine trust must carry upon... The very creatures I hath grown to distrust, f-fore tis naught what one looks like but thine actions." Reciting some words Kibaru had passed upon him the youth wouldn't forget some of what he said here. " I insist please doth not worry it tis naught the only one. A-a gift tis meant to be treasured... T-this shall be a stone to keep thine word."

Forcing a little smile upon his lips the youth urged to part with his tablet, he wished to trust the man despite his clear distaste with the creatures, already had his trust been broken by people he thought he could trust it was important to the boy to have something... He could 'hold' onto this tablet would be that 'hand' a reminder for Kibaru to keep his promise. "...Naught all partings must be filled with sorrow i-it t'would be... Delightful if such were true." A slight tear broke through a broken boy whose life had gone through a difficult change, one that the once optimistic boy wished to try and persevere through clinging upon the leaves of wisdom Kibaru had passed down upon him.
Sharon
*Kibaru would wipe of the tear with his finger and he would look deep into the boy's sould seeing sorrow, but also seeing that the boy was growing and learning of new things. Deep inside Kibaru's eyes would be some sadness as well, for he did not like seeing any child in pain, but it was necessary if the boy was to grow.* 

"Thank you. I shall treasure this gift and keep it from any harm" *As Kibaru would except the gift, his flames would no longer see this as a foreign object, but as one of as something of Kibaru himself and it would not burn it no matter what*

"Just promise me that you will keep safe and not juge anyone unfairly as they have treated you" *Kibaru would say stern voice that had kindness to it*
Ann
Passed through many hands before theirs, the old artifact bearing a melody that the boy had pushed through his spectral lungs mere moments ago, its' tune had beckoned the male toward where he stood claiming to seek summoning someone familiar and not that of a wolf whom ravaged his wooly little friends. A tune meant to be played by musicians the little melody was once a hymn sung by the youths mother.. One he wished to hear her gentle voice carrying into his ears within the dead of twilight her voice assuring allowing him to know, that no matter what chanced upon him she would forgive him unconditionally. It was memories such as those that made the youth wish to believe this wolves lesson was true that not all had to be judged upon their appearance, but still already had young Fithora been taught otherwise that some creatures did deserve scrutiny based upon their actions before. The history they shared between he and his people. 

Sticky its' substance warm orange... The youth cried amber no longer were his tears that of a human, their eyes' upon the brink of their own sorrows met peering within each others 'soul'. The youths' head jerked aback a little startled by his touch as he whisked a portion of the boys' pain from his shoulders feeling his wax tablet lifted from his stubby earthen fingers. Lowering his arms the boys' head began to form a wide grin happy his stone had been taken "T-tis a merry parting then... I doth hope you shant allow its' body to know harm fore it doth be a melody... Mine melody that tis much

And more worth than flames mayhaps even gold. I hope it doth bring some joy to sing upon your own weapon of sound." 

Hoping it would be known that the tablet meant something to the youth, he wanted to be certain Kibaru understood its' purpose hoping it would grant him some respite... As it did once before for the young lad. Though it wasn't truthfully his only copy of her song, the original he had left propped near the caverns entrance upon a lone stalagmite something he'd be best to not forget. Pushing his head away from the males gaze the youth looked away into the waters glimmering surface whilst his grin began to teeter away from the boys face . "... T-tis true I doth not enjoy such a feeling, to feel mine own presence as unworth meant to be hidden... But t'were true some doth earned through tales passed by ancient fossils there may be reason to show thine fear toward them.." Hefty a sigh pushed through the boys' lips

"... S-some mayhaps' they seem to naught intend harm t'were the true wolves... T-tis why I doth grant mine word." Fithoras' voice didn't sound like he entirely meant it, but it was good as any promise a little set within teachings he had already learnt long ago.
Sharon
*Kibaru smiled at the boy with eyes closed and he began to speak again* "I hope that once we meet again, you would have more friends and I shall keep this promise safe until we meet again" *Kibaru would say as the flames suround the wax, not burning it, but only clearing it of all dirt and making it shine*

*Kibaru would then stand up and look at the boy* "May the gods keep you safe and may the god of hunt keep all creature from seeing you as prey. May the god of strenght give you the strenght to never give up, the god of wisdom show you the right path and the god of love keep you close." *Kibaru would say to the boy a prayer from his heart. Even though there was more god, Kibaru belived their blessing would be all the boy would need for the time being*
Ann
Set alight the melody the youth called his own created from his mothers' voice was set alight, startling the youth for just a mere second enough for him to topple onto his legs hoping to save the precious melody from being engulfed into inferno. Though instead of being destroyed and becoming nothing more than a memory grass, dirt and some of the other grime was cleansed from its' surface in mere seconds before the undead child. A promise that would be fulfilled protected within a shell of flame... Around the very creatures Fithora associated with distrust, deceit and death toward his precious little companions especially one he had held once dear to his heart. Yet despite what negative associations he had with the creatures this particular member of the dreadful woflin kin bore not malice, but a light able to set the youths' hallow cavity to burn a little brighter with its' complementary yellow.

Standing betwixt one another the youth whom only stood four feet seven inches tall relaxed his body assured that the wolves promise would be kept tempted to barrel into the stranger for a parting hug... The youth wouldn't dare to touch the flames once more his finger had payed the toll for that particular lesson instead the boy allowed himself to merrily wave one of his hands "T-t'would be merry if more... Treated me as thus a-and naught as what I may be. T-thee earthen mother shal... Bless us to meet soon I d-doth hope it shant be a lengthy parting." The boys' voice was laced with sorrow, he was upon the brink of tears but wouldn't allow himself such respite. A youth whom yearned for companionship after feeling abandoned lost within a world so unfamiliar to his dull eyes.

Eager to hold upon anyone whom the youth hoped he could trust... No longer was his faith as bind and yet he could be a little too eager for any sort of companionship. Socially starved at least he had been graced by the wolfs' light upon this particular day gracing the man with wishes from his respective deity the earthen mother something of great importance within his culture. Rapidly waving his arm whilst the man prayed for his well being till the man was no more and the youth was left alone with the stars above his head a new path in his heart... To fufil his words toward his dear mother and give her what she never had. An uncertain path forward, but one he needed to sort out upon his own it was a important first step without anyone there to tell him where to go.
Sharon
*Kibaru then stood up and waved at the boy with a smile and no sorrow could be sence as Kibaru hid it without a trace. Kibaru was happy to know he made a child happy and gave him the will to continue on his path.* 

"Bye now, hope me meet again!" *He would say as he disapeared into the distant though the light from his flames would disapear a while after he had."