Baited Breath

At a later time and a little further into The Orchard, but still in this thread because it's super old.

The tall boy stalked further into the orchard. His whole body felt hot and a little shaky. His eyes and throat stung. Ashemdai couldn't shake off that feeling. He had been used to actually help Rhythm. How could he have been so naive? He was angry those pups existed and angry he had helped them and Rhythm. He didn't think his dad could love him as much as he loved Rhythm's pups. Why would he? Ashmedai wasn't good at anything really, and he wasn't the heir and he wasn't the tallest or anything cool. His dad actually LIKED Rhythm. Those pups probably weren't even an ACCIDENT! He couldn't compete with INTENTIONAL PUPS!

The sun was beginning to set, covering the orchard in a glowy orange. Ashmedai sighed to himself, beginning to feel calmer. He probably shouldn't have gotten so angry, but that Sparrow had been so insistent and loving and everyone was just going to dote on those pups and- ugh it annoyed him! Ashemdai sighed- or huffed- again. Shaking his pelt, the boy settled down on his haunches to watch the sunset in peace.