Ralos and Shira were never seen again, in Pokke village or in any other village. The years passed with never even a glimpse of their possible location. Their parents faced reality at the lost of their children. Shira's parents had suspected she would never come back. Ralos parents on the other hand were shocked once Nouga and SweetHeart returned to the village with the news. Soon enough everything came back to normal.

SweetHeart, not wanting to return to the guild, stayed in Pokke to deal with Shira's and Ralo's parents. She got pregnant with Nouga's child, which they named Dara. She was quite the kid and energetic, kind of like Ralos and Shira at her age. She filled the void left behind by those departed or missing.

Nouga became the school instructor. After the incident, he left drinking and regained his shape as a hunter. Many considered him quite ruthless, yet all of those who trained by him became extraordinary hunters. He barely ever left the side of his wife and child, and when he did it was to be alone at the top of the snowy mountains. The airs of nostalgia still lingered on him, yet like Ralos and Shira he had moved on that day after the incident.

He had seen it. Ralos smiled. After years of seeing the grim face of that child he finally smiled. Nouga had stepped back and taken SweetHeart to the village. Inside the walls he smiled to himself. They were going to be alright. It was all as it should have been all those years ago.

A strong hunter left the water and shook himself. His face was towards a waterfall, making the large scar on his back completely visible to anyone behind him. His dark hair fell to his shoulders and sending streaks of water down his body. Upon the big scar were others that covered everything on his naked body. He turned, shaking his long hair to get rid of the excess water, when suddenly another person tackled him.

Both fell on the small stream of water, laughing. The other hunter had light blue hair and vibrant orange eyes. She was partly naked when the other hunter was completely naked. Half of her hair was missing to one side and on the other a light pink decoration caught the main focus. Her body was cover in scars and burns more prominent than those of the male hunter.

Ralos shoved Shira away from him, laughing when she tried to regain her balance yet failed and fell. Shira turned with fake anger towards him, before her eyes shone with mischief. Her legs moved frantically against the water soaking Ralos all over again. He turned to her clearly annoyed.

"That's what you get with you mess with a savage," she said to him.

Ralos shook his head, "Now we're called the savages?"

Shira shrugged, "We're more like rouges."

Ralos sighed, "I guess."

It's been years since he and Shira left Pokke to never return. It's not that they didn't want to, but it just felt better if they stayed in the wild. Here they were free to do whatever they thought could fit them. Neither thought often on the possible life they could have back in civilization because it wasn't a main priority.

"You want to go back?" asked Shira.

Ralos shook his head, "I'm happy here."

"You could be with SweetHeart. Have that family and normal life," said Shira pulling her knees to her chest.

Ralos stood and walked over the silver pieces on the ground. His silver Rathalos armor, like Shira's, had received a mayor transformation through the years. It now fitted him closer to his body enabling a larger dodging distance. It still had mayor ornaments for protection, since he was a blade wilder, but it covered mainly what needed to be covered. He quickly put it on, his back to Shira.

"If I wanted that, I would have left already," he said attaching his chest plate. "That normal life wasn't for me after you left."

Shira rolled her eyes, "Never met such a stubborn man. Don't they say men need their sex to keep moving." Shira stood, "You haven't had that."

Ralos twisted his features in disgust, "I never was a fan of sex. I have no idea what people see in it."

Shira laughed while she put on her chest plate, "I guess it's been a while."

Ralos strapped on his katana blade, "Why, you need it?"

Shira stopped mid way to pick her weapon. She stood once again and turned to him. Her eyes focused on his, "I did it once upon a time for a reason. I don't have a reason now."

Ralos rolled his eyes, "You're the one always talking about it."

"You're the one with the dick," she said picking her quiver and bow.

Ralos threw his arm around her shoulders, "You, my friend, have issues."

Shira pushed him, "No, I don't."

Ralos stuck his tongue out to her, Shira did the same. Ralos and Shira laughed full heartily like they did when they were children. Ralos walked over to her and placed his arm around her shoulder.

"Off to our next adventure," he said with a huge smile on his face.

"To face our next challenge and become legends," said Shira.

Ralos laughed, "Even with all the struggles I'm surprised you still want to become legendary."

Shira shrugged, "I never really grew up."

"Neither did I," said Ralos.

With that they started out of the Coast and off to their next adventure together.