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Shirin smiled and looked up at Darc. "I understand everyone's emotions and pain...As well as picking up on what people are feeling...I also get to feel that emotion... the pain, the sorrow, joy. That's why I avoid crowds I get overloaded...First time my adopted mother brought me to a social gathering I fainted and went into a two day coma..."

Shirin smiled. It was oddly not a bad memory. Because even though she fainted and was marked for it waking up to her adopted mom worrying about her gave her solace and made her understand someone care for her. She did not have an adopted mother for long though. She wondered what Darc's parents were like. She decided not to ask though.

"I never knew my parents you know...An old angel woman found me...She said she found an egg and it was cracked and inside was me just a little baby freezing cold with my wings and tail wrapped around myself. She pulled me out of the egg and brought me to her home...She was my mother till I was 6 when she passed to her resting place." Shirin smiled though this time it held sadness. "I was alone after that...But I knew she was watching... So being alone wasn't really that bad...But I did develop a fear of it...Even when I was..."Alone" I was near others even if they hated me...Guess im scared of being abandoned. But that's common among people."

As night fell on the group Shirin's eyes spotted a fisherman's cabin in front of them. It was dark and abandoned but right near an old dock, seemed, secluded, and pretty sturdy. And Shirin was sure the only way it would get destroyed is if Garll head butted it like he did to the last one. But sense Palmira seemed to have him under control she did not feel worried.