Sons and fathers

His father told him he was right about his...cousin. And he'd only nod as he thought about going to find him. That guy hung out here alot, didn't he? Maybe he'd come by tomorrow and look for him. If he could get past the smell of these nasty herbs! Still, he began to think about some of the things that he might ask. And if he wasn't satisfied, then he'd look for others who knew more too. Maybe that would be his reason to leave later, though he wished he could leave now. He felt he was big enough to take care of himself! He didn't need an adult.

He peered at his dad as he told him he only had two more seasons to go. And for Greed, it couldn't come fast enough. His brows furrowed for a moment, the boys expression changing to thought and a slight bit of confusion. "If it isn't a good fit, why did you come here? Didn't you know about the pack before you joined? Doesn't seem like the blood spilling type....we were born here, so I guess it's all we know." But, he wanted to know more.

At his dad mentioning the king thing again, his look grew irritated. "Yeah, yeah. You tell us a million times! So why don't you have your own pack? Why not just take this one? You keep saying you were everything, but here we are under the rule of someone else." He would take on a crouching position, teeth bared as he began to imagine what he could do when he was bigger. "If it were me, I'd slit my Alpha's throat and take the pack for myself! Because the strongest survive, and the weak don't deserve to live!" He snapped his teeth together, an audible click echoing around him.