Lost

Well now he'd done it. The boy walked slowly across the trodden ground, ears shifted nervously atop his head as he tried to figure out where he was. He had tried to hunt by himself, to try and show his brother that he wasn't completely useless, but instead of catching the rabbit he was after, he'd lost his trail and gotten himself lost in the process. He whined a little as he scented his way around, last time he'd gotten lost he had almost drowned. But thanks to a woman whose name he couldn't remember, he'd been saved. Now though, he was struggling to figure out how to get back. And only after a half hour of trying, he finally gave up. He sat down against a tree, sightless gaze looking around.