<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #CCCCFF">When she felt him touch her mind, a little smile touced her lips. And here she thought she was the only one who could do that; at least the only one that she knew of. Not being around shifters for as long as she had, it surprised her when they could do something...out of the ordinary. Made her happy in a sense.<br/><br/>But before she could 'speak', she watched him move, listened to his words echo in her head. 'Stand beside me, you'll be a bit warmer...' He didn't have to twist her arm. Even with all the layers she wore, she was still freezing. Then again, the ripped up jeans she wore didn't help any. Moving out of the chilling breeze, she stood beside him. Kai stood close enough so that he blocked the cold, but not so close that she was invading any personal space.<br/><br/>Finally, eyes across the street to her left, she 'spoke'. I've always been curious, she said to him and only him. Except for my parents and a few others, I haven't been around them before. Never grew up with them, never lived near any of them that I knew. She shrugged, gaze never moving. I guess I'm curious about you because...the last time I ran into a shifter, it was almost fifteen years ago? Before that even longer. As for why I'm alone....<br/><br/>She took a deep breath, holding it in for a moment as her eyes met his for a breif moment before looking down at the snow covered sidewalk. Did she really want to tell this story, even if it would be a short one? It didn't exactly tickle her to retell about her parents' passing, about how it happened. May as well.<br/><br/>Ever since I can remember, it was just me and my parents. We moved from place to place, never staying anywhere longer than a couple months if that. I can't remember where we were when it happened or how many times we'd moved, but....they died. From what I remember, we'd moved right into a rather large pack's territory and they didn't like it. I remember getting threats, them telling us we needed to move on or... She took another deep breath, calming herself. Long story short, they were killed right after the last threat. Didn't even have time to think about leaving; my dad was determined to try to convince them to let us stay awhile longer. Anyway, I hid for days in the crawl space. Once I was sure it was safe, I left. I've been alone ever since.</span></span>