sibling bonding! maybe?

Misery’s main love of life was the art of deception.  The joy of spinning false tales with sprinkles of the truth, acting whichever way worked best for the situation.  Most of the time he disdained doing any more work than necessary.  However, that didn’t mean he’d avoid other work when it was necessary or when it piqued his interest.  This sickness was a thing that had to be figured out for the good of those who deserved life and those who were too entertaining to let die.  On top of that something so totally unknown touched his curiosity.

Misery had recently finished slashing open the rabbits he’d experimented on earlier.  He had cut open their heads, separating flesh from muscle and skull as he tried to find where the ooze was created from and if there were indeed spores or crystal pieces within.  Each one had individual differences in the state of their health and unfortunately, Misery hadn’t gained enough information to help matters.

His mind was working through what else he might try as he headed towards the den to check on their mother.  Pausing near the front of the den Misery spotted one of the pups laying along the entrance.  Misery peered within, he could see mom at least appeared to be asleep.  She was still seriously ill and she was one of the few he felt actual concern for.  Well, for now, she was sleeping, so now the black and silver wolf looked back to the kid at the entrance.

“Get lost on finding where the others are sleeping?”  The question was mild without offering any real opinion as to what Misery actually thought about it.

"Misery"