Head Like A Haunted House

The boy searched for the remnants of fallen prey scattered throughout the forest. His golden eyes flickered with focus as he scanned the ground, seeking out the morbid items among the leaf litter and underbrush.

Upon discovering one, Redrum's excitement grew, his tail swishing eagerly behind him as he gathered the bone strewn upon the ground. He, like his mother, held a fanciful view of the things, sun bleached or not.

Excited, Redrum collected the bone, carefully inspecting it for signs of wear and damage. He would only select the finest bones, discarding any that were cracked or broken beyond repair.