If You Go to Explore
12-08-2015, 06:42 PM
If only his father could have seen him now, Arkay was growing into quite the little hunter. He now excelled at catching bugs, not that he could really boast about that during the winter time. He was graduating though, and by now he was getting half decent at catching mice and voles. The litter white toed pup was slowly growing into his form, with his thick puppy legs and his rolly puppy body. Many creatures might not have thought of him like the talented hunter he was. The young Destruction still had a long way to go, he was barely half way to a year yet and there was much left to learn. Some days he wished for his parents to come back and to teach him everything they knew. But he knew he still had to be strong with out them. He couldn't be selfish, momma needed help that she couldn't get here. He still felt sad about not having them around, so to keep himself distracted he'd throw himself into studies and play. There was a lot of stuff in Abaven to play with. He was hunting now, kind of. The thicket was a good place to find mice, not that he was having any kind of luck. He was having a good time trailing his nose in the ground and becoming a wolf-bulldozer. Ah such fun times. |