Break...away from everybody...away from everything

OOC//It's okay Maka :) (Also just a note, Mako is 2yr and small frame)

The boy flinched slightly when he heard the bigger male speak, turning to look at him, nodded the smallest of nods. Afraid to speak. His head whipped around when he heard another voice, this one belonging to the hiding she-wolf. He warily watched her leave the safety of the bushes, and saying a meek hello. His ears twitched nervously on his head, the rain no longer falling as it disappeared as quickly as it had come. He gazed at the girl, the one who asked their names. So...her name was Maka? His ears moved forward, somewhat uneasily but interested at the same time. Looking at the other wolf, Demonio, he turned back to Maka.

"M...my name is...Mako." He replied shyly. He slowly sat up. Mud weighing down his scrawny frame, but hiding how horribly thin he was. He was definitely malnourished, but until the mud and grime was gone they wouldn't know. The boy didn't know how to hunt, didn't know how to fight. Wasn't taught to do anything in fact. He mostly fed on whatever he could find, a scavenger what they called. He had never experienced the taste of fresh kill, never experienced killing his own prey, nothing. He was a deprived soul, one that had been abused and neglected. Little did he realize his world would change soon...