A/N: Yes, I haven't updated in forever but I promise that I'll try and get better at it. I've recently gone on different fringes so it will be a little bit between updates I promise it will be much better though.

Also, I realize she's injured but she slept a lot and the army medical officer stitched her up while she was unconscious. Actually I forgot about the bullet thing until a way into the chapter and I was a tired to rewrite. So she's just to excited to remember she's in pain.

Chapter Two: Memories Of the Past

Three days later (not that anyone actually mentions that in this chapter for some reason…oops! At least you readers know)

Stream slowly opened her eyes to find herself in a strange space. It was a den but not a den. The space had a white sheet covered over a small stuck frame.

Stream jumped as the entrance to the den opened and a strange man walked in. Her fear was enhanced when pieces of grey, den like fabric followed her and clung to her skin. She froze and stayed stalk still assessing her situation. The human male took another step toward her and Stream let out a warning growl. The man raised up his hands in a peaceful gesture and stopped moving. This calmed her down slightly but she still didn't move.

The man slowly began to move again and Stream kept her eyes on him as he reached out and grabbed a structure of wood that he sat down in, "Easy, now. We don't want to hurt you. Those are just clothes. It's what humans wear to keep themselves… warm."

Stream tilted her head slightly trying to recall this strange language that the man was speaking. Slowly almost like a waking memory, words sounds began to filter into her mind. Her brain faintly understood what he was talking about and her shoulders relaxed a bit. The man smiled a toothy grin and Stream snarled at him thinking he meant to attack her. The man's face went straight and he didn't smile like that again.

Stream's gaze remained cautious but she didn't do anything. The man relaxed a little but remained tense just in case she tried anything. "My name is Commander Ignatus. Do you remember yours?"

Stream looked at him and searched it for the right words to tell him the information her wanted. However, when she tried to speak her response was in her wolf tongue instead of the man's tongue. The man, Ignatus, frowned and looked at her hoping she would say something he could actually understand but Stream stayed silent not knowing how to switch tongues.

Ignatus sighed in defeat and decided to try another approach on the girl since his first question had had such a positive response, "Do you remember what tribe you're from even?"

Stream nodded but remained silent. Ignatus raised his eyebrows. She understood him at least and that was something, "Are you hungry?"

Stream nodded again, eying him wearily. Ignatus stood up and watched Stream's muscles tightened but when he exited the tent she followed him. That was progress at least.

Stream trailed out of the den space after Ignatus and froze again. There were men everywhere and they had guns. Stream put a hand over her shoulder where the rifle had hit her. The pain was back in the wound like the bullet had never left.

Ignatus glanced over to the girl and saw her quickly retract her hand from her injured shoulder, "Does the wound still hurt?"

Stream shook her head not wanting to let any of these men near her. If they had shot her perhaps they had hurt her pack. Ignatus stepped forward and Stream let out another growl of caution.

"Alright, if you don't want us to look at it then we won't." Ignatus said backing away from the woman once again, "Are you still hungry?"

Stream nodded and watched as men looked toward her, talking about her. Stream listened to the speculations they were making. A lot of them thought she was a +Anima. Stream snorted at their idea. Of course she was. She'd been in her wolf form for such a long time that she'd almost forgotten that she belonged to this world. The world of man not wolf.

Ignatus pulled a chair out for her to sit in and she gave him a puzzled look before mimicking what he'd done in the den space and sat down. Ignatus gave himself an inward grin at the progress she was already making. If he was lucky he might even get her to tell him a little about the Shuros Tribe in a few days.

Ignatus went over to the fire where two officers were roasting a pheasant they'd caught earlier. He took the bird off the roasting stick and placed it onto a plate. The two men grumbled a little and Ignatus snapped at them to deal with it.

From over at the table Stream tilted her head as she watched the scene play out. Even though Ignatus had used words to reprimand his pack, err, men, his movement had still been those of a dominate male.

As Ignatus came back toward her he gave her a tiny smile but made sure not to show his teeth. Stream didn't growl at him this time and he took it as a good sign, "Great lunch item, pheasants."

Stream nodded thinking of how many times she'd eaten pheasants went she was in her wolf form. Ignatus placed a leg on her plate and she immediately took to devouring the leg and thigh in the wolfish manner she was accustom to.

'Her table manners could use some work.' Ignatus thought as he slowly cut his chicken into bite size pieces. Suddenly one of the lieutenant's came rushing over to the table causing Stream to jerk and snarl at him. The lieutenant stopped short and stared at Stream with eyes the size of saucers.

"Yes, lieutenant? Why did you see fit to interrupt us?" Ignatus asked annoyed that the boy had disturbed the girl again. It meant he was going to have to make him calm her down and get her relaxed again before he could ask her anything.

The lieutenant snapped out of his fear and turned toward the commander, "A hunting party of Kim-un-Kur have come down from the village and are asking for your presence."

Stream's ears would have pricked forward if she were in her wolf form. The Kim-un-Kur were her people and they were here.

Ignatus frowned, "Did they say what they wanted?"

"No, they just said they wanted to see you." The lieutenant replied.

Ignatus nodded, "Very well. Best go see what they want."

Ignatus got up and started to follow the lieutenant when he realized that Stream was following him, creating a sort of train. "You can stay here. I'll be back in a little while."

Stream shook her head and Ignatus sighed. How was one supposed to argue another when it was pointless due to the other person only having one answer? The three headed toward the center of the tents to find the hunting party waiting for them.

"Commander Ignatus, we have heard that one of our own people was taken in by you. Is this true?" One of the men asked. He was a middle aged man but he seemed to carry a lot of power about him.

Stream's hopes wavered when she saw that his hair beads were red and not blue like her own. That meant they were Shuros Tribe and she was on the other side of the mountain. Away from her tribe.

Ignatus was irritated that the +Anima woman had followed because now he couldn't deny the fact that they did indeed have her. Ignatus thought quickly of some way to keep the woman here to ask her questions about her people but he had to keep peace with the Kim-un-Kur. Then he saw the different colored beads, one of his informants had told him they were for what tribe you belonged to.

"Yes, Ayru, it is." Ignatus replied.

"Then we say you must you return her to her people." Ayru stated.

Ignatus spoke again, "I will give her back if she recognizes any of you as her tribe."

Ayru face didn't move as he nodded, "Very well."

Ignatus stayed back from Stream but he motioned her to step forward and she complied. Ayru and his hunting party were spreading out so Stream could see all of their faces.

She looked from one to the next not seeing a single face she remembered or had ever seen before. She almost lost hope when the last of the hunters cam into view. He was a tall and well muscled man that carried a bow in his left hand. The moment Stream saw his face she didn't even need to look at his hair beads.

"Upas!" She cried out as she gave an excited yip as ran toward him, jumping onto him and giving him a huge bear hug (no pun intended). Upas stood there shocked for a second.

"Kayii?" he said in disbelief. He thought she'd been captured when their village had been attacked. Then, when he heard no word of her from anyone he'd assumed she was dead. Now here was his best friend's daughter alive and in his arms.

Stream would have hugged Upas tighter if it had been possible. She'd some how forgotten about her family in her years growing up with the wolf pack. Memories of how she'd always been so eager to tag along with Upas and her father and brother whenever they'd go out to do something dangerous came back and she wondered where these memories been all these years, locked way from her.

Tears began to run down her face and she realized forgotten she could cry too. Slowly Stream took her legs down from Upas' waist and she stood on the ground again. Stream kept herself firmly wrapped around Upas' arm for fear that he might disappear into a dream if she let go of him.

"As you can see Commander Ignatus, Kayii clearly knows us." Ayru said with subtle satisfaction of winning a bout against the man.

"Yes, so it seems. She clearly belongs to your tribe." Ignatus said through gritted teeth.

Stream turned back to Ignatus and gave him a beaming smile remembering that she used to smile like that before her village burned. She cleared her throat, chasing away those uncomfortable thoughts and said, "I… I know these people Ignatus. They're a part of my pa-tribe."

Ignatus nodded silently pretending to be happy that she found her people even though he's actually cursing whatever gods are up there for taking away his future informant of Kim-un-Kur tactics.

Ignatus puts on a smile and says, "Very well, if you're sure these men are from your tribe then I gladly give them custody of you."

Stream smiles and says, "Thank you Commander."

Ayru looks over to Ignatus, "Yes, thank you."

Ignatus, never being one to pass up political standings and took the opportunity to remind Ayru just what they'd done for them, "Your welcome Ayru. I hope your leader will take this incident under consideration for our next meeting."

Ayru nodded at the suggestion as he turned to leave, "Perhaps… but not today."

"Of course." Ignatus replied.

Then the Kim-un-Kur hunting party turned and headed back toward the mountain side. Stream looked at the mountain wonder where her pack was and if they were okay. She'd found memories she'd forgotten a long time ago and people she had lost but they were only part of her. She was both wolf and human and in both worlds she'd found people who loved her.

A/N: And that's the end of chapter 2. I'm actually already working on chapter three shockingly. If anyone's wondering Stream's age I'll probably tell you next chapter. And Kayii was her human name before she became a wolf and they started calling her Stream.

'Til next chapter then!