Warren stayed silent as she spoke. It was hard not to feel anything about what shed gone through. His heart ached for her. It had been so similar to his own past. He knew what hate and resentment could do to a family. He'd lost his mother, brother, and father in much the same way. Though not in quite the same way...<br/><br/>"My mother was a wolf.... And my father was the lynx..... My mother had white fur..... A rareity for wolf shifters..... Her pack frowned upon her mating choice. But for her it wasn't a choice. She believed in true mates.... Her pack didn't though. It was accepted, but most mated within the pack...." He paused as he was remembering those long ago memories.<br/><br/>"I had an older brother. He took after my mother except he had gray fur. I took more after my father.... But as you saw I got mothers white fur. When I was born her pack was unhappy with her. In that time, anything different wasn't accepted easily." He looked down sadly.<br/><br/>"It was hard on my family. As I grew up they spent most of their time protecting me...... At least until I was large enough to be on my own and fight for myself....." He wiped his eyes with a shaky hand.....<br/><br/>"They turned on us.... One day me and my brother went hunting..... The whole pack gathered while we were away....." His voice was low... "When we came close to home.... We could smell the blood and smoke....." He paused and was silent a moment.<br/><br/>"They killed our parents...... Tortured them.... Trying to find me and my brother I suppose..... Then they burned our home....." His voice cracked. "We lost everything..... Our home, our parents, and our pack, though we never were part of the pack.... We separated then. We agreed to meet every few years.... But I haven't seen him in twenty years. He just never showed up...... I go there every three years, just like we agreed..... I still hope...... But its hard after twenty years, to not k ow what happened to the last of my family." He stood. He had tears running down his cheeks.<br/><br/>"I understand your pain of loss Liann... Even if my own was different." He walked to his tent and shifted before entering it. He could cry silently then. The first time he'd done so in many years.