The beginning after the end

They were successful in their little hunt and Veigar felt his chest swell with undeniable pride. It was a rare feeling and one he decided he definitely wanted to replicate, again and again - he knew as he got older and stronger he'd be able to take down even larger animals but he was proud they'd wrangled this groundhog together. He released his own hold and lapped the blood from his lips, letting out a little excited cheer at their accomplishment. "Lets eat and then maybe we can do something else," he suggested, plopping down backwards onto his hindquarters. "And then maybe we can have a fight lesson? If you want?" He looked hopeful at the prospect, tail waving slowly behind him. All he wanted was to be strong and protect those he loved, ad he knew he needed to train if he wanted to get any good.