"Absolutely! I understand completely. I will try my hardest not to destroy anything. Oh, and I could help her, though my healing sometimes has affects on the brain. Causing hallucinations and loss of memory. I'm honestly surprised I didn't hurt Raukaas, though I would never do it on purpose." Alistar popped up when Darkhor said that he was moving. "Really? Sounds like this was really sudden, if you want I could help. I mean, I do seem to get bored a lot and could use something to do." Alistar smiled,a glint in his eyes. "And, if anything, I could help with Raukaas while all this is happening. He is such an adorable little boy! I feel as though that was you when you were young. But, I'm free to help whenever you need."

Raukaas was still hugging onto his father up until he saw the bunny plush which Alistar said it's name is Sona. He jumped up out of bed completely forgetting the fear of Alistar, "I want to play with Sona!" The young Drakkollis immediately grabbed and was running around the house playing with Sona.

"Hey you wanna see my pets?! Come on out Chiraa! Come on out Harris!" Then a red squirrel and a grey rat came popping their heads out from a hole in the wall. Raukaas lowered himself to the floor and began petting them and playing with them, "Dad! Can you get me a rabbit? I want a rabbit now."

"Hope you don't and… What?! That's… uh… reassuring…" Darkhor squinted one eye at Alistar, "Your healing can cause hallucinations and loss of memory… and you could've hurt my son?" Then Alistar seemed to have his attention caught and replied quickly, "Yes and it just so happens to be so sudden. I am in love with this man and he is my consort"

He seemed to be lost in the thoughts and then snapped out of it and continued to speak, "Uhm yes oh yes he is so adorable. AH! Reminds me of another thing. There will be the Yakzerrassa festival where all of the Drakkollis come to gather for entertainment and to find or dance with their mates. There will be music, dancing, singing, food and games! Anyone is welcome though they are expected to respect our goddess." The Drakkollis seemed to be quite excited and made another series of chirps.

"Sounds like a merry time! I would love to go! But, a mate? Is it necessary? Cause if it is then I'm just not gonna. I try not to get too attached to people. You know, cause I'm always traveling. If I get too attached to someone then my travels will have to be disrupted." Alistar smiles, though sadness can be seen behind his eyes. "So, this Symphr must be very generous. And a dragonian? Sounds so cool! I would be absolutely love to meet him!" Alistar exclaims, a strain in his voice as he tries to change the subject.

Darkhor caught Alistar was trying to change the subject, "What is wrong? Are you OK Alistar? Why do you travel?" Then he muttered under his breath as he thought that maybe it wasn't the best thing to ask, "Oh great Danihg behaves just like this whenever I bring something like this up…"

The Drakkollis then looked back at him, "Yes yes he is an interesting man who holds many of my interests. He and I both play musical instruments and we dance. We share even a very similar story of our lives." But even the sudden change in the subject started to stress Darkhor out especially hearing Alistar's voice strain.

He stood up and knelt by his side looking and carefully reading his facial expression. He gave a look that he clearly knew something was up and was bothered by it. Drakkollis were known to understand and relate to others feelings. Their emotions.

"Well." Alistar looks down at his feet. "I travel because I want to see something. Something that reminds me of my home. As you know, I'm an angel. And, almost all angels live in Heaven. But, a select few of us, me included, were banished from Heaven for certain reasons. In my case, I may or may not have helped a demon that was innocent of the charges against him. And, I was banished, but I remember about the beautiful gardens that littered Heaven. So, now I am traveling to find a garden similar to the ones there." Alistar smiles sadly, his head down, remembering the gardens. "And, there was another Angel that I had loved. But, our love was forbidden and he had rejected me." Tears pricked at his eyes as he stood up. "I'm happy I was able to help. If you need me, I will be staying in town for a bit longer before heading out again. Sona can stay with Raukaas if he wants. It will return to me when he doesn't want it anymore. So, I hope you two enjoy your lives for as long as you can." Alistar turned to Darkhor and smiled genuinely. "Thank you for dealing with me too. I can be a bit, extreme, at times."

Darkhor understood everything Alistar told him thinking about how awfully similar that story was from what Danihg had told him before then got very serious, "Alistar you should meet Danihg Bagoon. He may not be an angel or have come from heaven but he has met a very similar fate you have had brought down upon you. He can never stay in one place and must move because of his curse. A curse that has permanently become a part of him, bound to his very soul that even in death he will still be forced to walk upon the lands in suffering. Right now he suffers from the curse that cannot be lifted all because he helped… my kind…" 
He began to become teary eyed once more but continued, "He has had other lovers… which they ended up suffering because they did not heed his warnings of his curse. I have seen it happen once but I am not going to go there. Danihg is actually afraid of himself, he's afraid of losing control of himself." Then he went quiet and listened to the rest of things the angel told him, "I will be happy if my son is happy and… I do very much hope so myself that we will good lives. I do not like to see others saddened or troubled by something. I like to see them thrive an be happy." Then Darkhor wrapped his arms around Alistar. He was hugging him gently and made a soft trill. Drakkollis only made these sounds towards others they cared about, who they consider a part of the family and or very close friend.

Alistar froze as Darkhor hugged him. This was quite new to him, it was an odd, but warm feeling. Alistar slowly started to hug him back, lift his arms and wrapping them lightly around his torso. "I know, I'm sorry for troubling you with my problems. I usually don't break down like this. But, I feel as though I don't need to have a barrier around when I'm with you. You understand, you care. It is probably the only thing that I have ever wanted." Tears of happiness fall from Alistar's eyes. "I've never understood why people hug, but I love the warmth from it." Alistar smiles happily.

Darkhor felt happiness, "It's OK. We all have our own troubles that… hopefully one day are lifted from us. Hugging is indeed a strange thing that we do." He was glad to see that Alistar was now very happy and it was a good feeling.

The Drakkollis's stress had left him once that was done and over with, "Caring and understanding is something that I give when I am given caring and understanding by another. I hope that you will find more of this happiness Alistar." Then he realized there was someone they had forgotten about then he reminded Alistar about the girl lying in the bed, "I believe we forgot someone here." He first looked at the angel then to Synthesis.

"Jeez, should I go make some tea? It would help her after she wakes up. And, it kinda helps soothe the mind too. So, she won't freak out after she wakes up. Oh, and I wanted to know if you could check on Raukaas and Sona? Not that they would get into trouble, but Sona would want to get in trouble. It is one lively plush." Alistar giggles, walking out to grab some tea leaves from his bag. "I'm mostly just afraid of Raukaas getting dragged into Sona's rebelliousness. Jeez, I'm acting like a mother now. I'm just so worried about young children." Alistar sighs, putting the leaves and water into a kettle. "Oh, and I could make something to eat as well. I think rampaging around town and throwing him and around could make quite an appetite." Alistar has a slight mocking tone in his voice, popping back in to get Darkhor's answer.