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Far From Home



Azazel

Somnium

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
20
size
Large
build
Medium
posts
60
player
Dragon Mod

The Ooze Participant
01-30-2018, 05:22 PM
Today was a rather boring day. Nothing interesting was going on and he couldn't find his siblings anywhere. Maybe he just didn't look hard enough, but whatever the case he didn't feel like searching through every nook and cranny to find them. Abandoning his search for them he made his own course into the plains, the boy stopping near a small stream to take a drink. Spring had made the ground muddy and cold, and today was another one of those days. It was drizzling, and it would likely rain some more later. Azazel gazed up, letting the water drench his face. He had a lot of feelings inside but nobody to talk to, so the only way he knew how to deal with it was fighting and hunting.

Course, the only fight he had been in was one he had done in the battlefield, using the little bit of knowledge he had learned from Gwen's last training session. Everything else had been pretty much self taught since nobody seemed to look his way, especially the alpha. He grumbled under his breath. With no parents, shouldn't the alpha be concerned about their wellbeing? Especially if his mom had gone bat shit crazy? Eh, whatever. He would keep to himself and do his own thing then...

A flash of movement caught his eye, the boys head shot up as he watched a young rabbit come out from it's den. Crimson gaze watched it for a moment, and as it ventured a few more steps from the safety of its hole, Azazel leaped at it from behind and landed a heavy paw on its spine. His teeth closed around the rabbits neck, blood seeping onto his tongue. The male furiously shook his head until he heard a crack and some other weird noise before the weight of the creature suddenly felt lighter. What? Stopping his head shaking, he glanced around to see that the rabbits body had flown off a few feet to his right, the head clamped firmly in his jaws. Oops.

Dropping the decapitated rabbit, he looked at what he'd just done, trying to figure out how he felt about having just torn the head off a rabbit. Hm...nope. Nothing. He didn't feel bad in the slightest, and in fact, he felt a new sense of feeling powerful and like he was in control! Red eyes flashed forward, the boy looking around to see if anyone had witnessed his act. Nope. All clear. Sitting down, he turned his back to the creature, a light rain falling all around him.