*ੈ✩‧₊˚ To call their entire situation frustrating would be quite the understatement, but he had seen it coming from a mile away. Leaving the Exiles could have ended up being a feat in itself, he's simply lucky that he had at least some love within his own group and that they had let him go without a fight or a fuss, and finding a new home where he and his boyfriend can live in peace might turn out to be harder. The Shadow Veil... as much as he might want to stomp his feet in irritation and snap back at how unfair it feels to be cast away by them, he doesn't fault Calina for doing what she thinks is best for her group, and even if she had let them stay, the duo would likely have been drowned in suspicion and dislike. Still, he doesn't want to drag around his former life as an Exiles leader behind him like a ball and chain and he doesn't want to have his former actions thrown in his face. Jimin knows what he did ; the last thing he needed was for Calina to hit him over the head with it all over again. He's already paid for his mistakes so many times and in so many ways, and he couldn't help but feel that there was a certain hypocrisy to her words - the raid had been his fault, but she had conveniently ignored the fact that there had been several tortures committed against himself and his more soft and kind groupmates by the Veil leading up to it. It had felt like she was painting his former group as merciless, cold hearted killers and nothing more, while atoning her own group of all its former sins and leaving behind the fact that the Veil had been violent back then too.
That isn't to say that Jimin fully expected to be let into the group, but that didn't stop him from feeling disappointed and... well, stomped on by their leader. He had been somewhat dragged down and downcast leaving the Veil in the distance, but chatting idly with Eisuke on the journey to their destination had restored his spirits somewhat, and as the pair make their way to the Wind Haven border, Jimin has a hopeful smile on his face. He finds himself nudging his smaller form close to the lupurca's side and taking comfort in his scent as his gaze rakes the territory and the soft hues and the array of scents.
He doesn't believe he's had too much to do with this group in the past, but from what he's heard they're rather peaceful - he has no doubt that the Exiles has ruffled their feathers at some point in the past. Whether or not this is a temporary stay, and whether or not they actually get the chance to stay here at all are both up in the air, but the onyx canine takes in a deep, shaky breath and tries to keep his hopes held high. The Veilers had been gracious enough to suggest that they try here next, but if it doesn't work out, then they'll go to the next place, and then the next - no matter what it takes, he and Eisuke will find a place where they can have a life filled with light and life. This is a chance at a proper life he's fighting for, one where he doesn't have to look over his shoulder and stress about who might be dragged into their camp crying and screaming next, one where he doesn't have to look over his shoulder permeated by the possibility that a groupmate could stab him in the back for daring to defy their way of life, one where he and Eisuke can keep their morals held close to themselves. Giving up will never be an option.
"Ah, we made it, 'Suke..." His voice has that slight hint of a chirp in it as his head tilts upwards and his amber optics flicker to meet Eisuke's icy gaze. He's swallowing back the nervousness that they might face another rejection and trying to stay optimistic. The expanse of the unfamiliar territory is definitely a far from the claustrophobic and suffocating environment of the canyon, and it feels infinitely right to be as far away from there as they can be. To have Eisuke by his side is something he wouldn't trade the world for, too. However, Jimin is an individual who loves to be part of a community, but he'd lost that when he'd lived in the Exiles - he'd really grown to fear and dislike his group and that want to belong had dissipated, so the prospect of being a part of something bigger than him and Eisuke is exciting. He's sure that the lupurca feels the same way, that he's tired of feeling like it's just the two of them fighting against the current. After a moment to just take in the weight of what all of his life has lead up to, Jimin instead arms himself with his hopes and the inkling of a future waiting to be grasped. They've reached the border, so now all they can really do is prepare for any conversation or confrontation that might await them when the Haveners arrive. "It looks really pretty... I hope we can stay here. So much walking," he whines, albeit his tone is laced with playfulness.
/ Eisuke Kuromiya-Warfare <33