If there was something Gimmel always trusted his sister about it was her sensitivity to darkness. Not the kind of darkness people were usually use to, mind you, but the darkness that fucked with your head. It was a very manifestation of oneâ€™s thoughts and feeling that created something seemingly friendly before dragging them away and killing them. There were several places like this: caves, forests, abandoned buildings. Some of them even held memories from the past that didnâ€™t belong to a certain individual but some restless spirit who was still tied to this world. It was frightening, though many would act tough and forget about it, because it was often something that was actually tangible and not because it was all in the mind.<br/><br/>He saw the way Jhene looked towards the woods after he avoided his question. It still amused him how he got under her skin, but there was a slight concern in his demeanor this time rather than amusement. She had heard something, just as he had, and he wondered if she would go after it. Wouldnâ€™t that be rather amusing, he thought to himself with a grin, snorting.<br/><br/>Gimmel stretched, laughing a bit while she smiled. â€œOh? So you hear it, too? The voices in the forest. Arenâ€™t they just soâ€¦ tempting?â€ He inquired. If she wanted to avoid, he could do the same. So what if he had followed her out here, it was not really her business to know exactly why. Part of him was not completely sure himself. It wasnâ€™t like he was trying to reconcile anything or make friends. For a moment he turned his attention to the forest as well wondering what it had to show him and what he found was nothing pleasant.<br/><br/>There was an odd wind and a lot of screaming though he couldnâ€™t exactly figure out why. Amongst the voices he could hear a femaleâ€™s voice, recognizing it as his motherâ€™s. She had perished in a fire when he and Beyt were quite young. She was calling for him, waiting for them to come back and rescue her like he had promised that day, but he didnâ€™t budge. The truth was that Gimmel hated his mother because she had been weak when that other pack invaded and nearly killed everyone. She was supposed to protect the pack and she didnâ€™t. Ohâ€¦ the very thought of it angered Gimmel so much though he didnâ€™t show it very much.<br/><br/>â€œMemories are funny things, reallyâ€ he said, brushing off his past. â€œThey are a lot like dreams, arenâ€™t they, ones you want to go back to?â€ And despite his bad memories, Gimmel had plenty of wonderful memories he wished he could go back to.