He looked around the alcove, and he could definitely feel the memories bubbling at the back of his mind. he looked wide eyed at how.. pretty the place was. it was like something forgraves had spoken of once, a room full of herbs and plants. he'd have to tell forgraves of his sightings, then! the fox would be so excited, he thinks.

as he sat, he had to listen. as she continued, that feeling of familiarity quickly built into something unpleasant, visibly wincing at a reminder of an agony he'd forgotten. he could fill in the blanks, his imagination seeming to be doing most of the remembering for him, but the pain almost felt like it was buzzing in his paw even now. he looked to it, flexing his hand as if trying to rid it from the sensation, but it left as quickly as it came. he didn't remember touching the spire, but he supposed thats why he never did enjoy being in polaris. closer to the spire he got, the more distant and.. lost.. he'd be.

he only just remembered the dog, but the nickname did sound familiar. familiar as it could, atleast.
he wonders, silently, what he did to the spire to be the target of such a violent attack? once that, from the sounds of it, drove him mad?
this woman sounded like she cared, and from what he could hear, she did. she did until he insisted on leaving, but it doesn't even sound like he would've done so well on his own, especially considering the fact he doesn't even remember it. he doesn;t even know how old he was. he wonders how long after he left the amnesia kicked in...

he wonders how long it's been since they've seen eachother.

he's realizing alot of things about himself, now, but he smiled at her. "its an equal relief to see you again, truly, even if i don't remember.. all of this. im sorry.. for forgetting." he said, voice full of sorrow that simply didn't fit him.

he gave her a quiet thank you as she set the tea by him, smiling at the sense of ease he got from just the smell alone.

he thought. "heh, well, where to start?" he started with a laugh. he hummed as he gathered his words, holding the cup up with his hands as he did. "Shortly after i.. well, awoke? i say that since its as far as i can remember of my recent cycles, like i woke up from a strange slumber. a-anyways, i met this hatchling named carja! a dragon of sorts, i think, she'd just hatched. i sat with her for a time, until she inevitably wandered off on her own. after a bit i helped out with this seeming event of sorts, i just had to make a noise when each "round" of the game was finished. then after a while of... well, nothing, really, i had began to realize that im not the youngest, im quite old in comparison to many of the gembound in these caves currently, and i hadn't.. done much. though, thinking back on that carja lass, i had, in a way, realized i craved a family of sorts. and i got it, in two different ways! first, i had a daughter. her name is Kimera, i found her gem while wandering the swamps of cetus, i think. she looks so much like me, Momma, i couldn't believe it for a little while. but she's my everything. she's quite the hyper thing, was when she hatched too, but she's all grown up by this point. im proud of her." he said, smiling warmly. with a pause, he took a sip of his tea. "secondly, i started a group of sorts. it had begun out of want to build my daughter a better home, and i suppose they wanted to stick around, do the same for themselves. we're planning on making a town, of sorts, but we haven't made much progress there, and.. well, im rethinking our priorities, though i dont have much more in regards to that."

after a moment of thinking, he scratched his head. "what else, what else- oh! yes, obviously i've met several people in the last while, but i can think of a few noteworthy ones," he began. "i met that carja girl again, she had grown quite alot since i last saw her, started smaller than me and when i saw her she was almost twice my size! she lived in monoceros last i checked, but she could have moved by now"

he took another sip of his tea, sighing. "another would be a lovely little fox named forgraves! we haven't spoken alot, i'll admit, but he's such an interesting character! he wanted to be the groups medic, though from what he's told me he didn't actually know much about the craft when he joined. he'd been working hard, that one, and he's been such a help recently with giving advice in rgeards to kimera, the town, my leadership.. as i said, we haven't spoken much outside of that, we never seem to have the time, but.. he's important to me, for what he is" he says, smiling. "other than that, i can't think of much! if its any help, i seem to have regained my 'sanity' if you will, though it was at the cost of my memory"