Ahnasha nodded. "Yes, an older brother. He found more interest in the family business than hunting, though. I wouldn't say we didn't get along, we just had nothing in common. Still, I am grateful to him, in a way. Were it not for him, my parents probably would have stopped me from going off on my own into the wilds so much. As long as he was there to learn their trade, it mattered little what I did. I gave them all of the pelts I collected for free; I cared little about gold. Still don't."

The Khajiit smiled, thinking back fondly on some of her old memories. "I still remember those times, when I was out of the city. Even when I wasn't hunting, I loved every minute of it. I remember laying down by the water in the forest, closing my eyes and taking in all the sounds and scents around me. I remember listening to the songbirds chirp away around me while I took in the sweet scents of the flowerbed I was laying in. Sometimes I would chase around dragonflies, or see how long I could hold my breath at the bottom of a pond. It was simple pleasure, and I didn't have a care in the world. With my hunting skill, I could have survived in the wilds even as a cub. Then, I would return home only to hear my parents bicker over gold or business deals. Over time, I started to wonder...is it all even worth it? I mean, these 'civilized' people spend their entire lives worrying about gold and work and all that, and for what? A bigger house? More stuff? What does all of that even really mean in the end? Nature persists far beyond the works of man or mer, and unlike these civilizations, it is already in its own state of perfection. Why spend years working towards nothing when you can live every day for yourself, and your brothers and sisters. And you know what? All those things that I used to do that would make me so happy...I still do them now. There is no one to stop me or judge me. I mean, can you really say the same thing? Can you say you still do all the things you love to do without fear of being judged by 'society'?"