Monsters

There was an edge of anxiety in Veigar's tone when he spoke up next that did not go unnoticed by the curious pup, though he didn't make a point to mention it. It made sense that the boy would be concerned about losing his vision, especially if it wasn't just half of his vision like Viscera struggled with. Slate marked auds perked as he readily absorbed all of the information that the older pup was willing to part with, and the explanation that his vision was slowly fading was met with a furrow of his pale brow. He wasn't sure what to make of this information, and that bothered him more than the young wolf's loss of vision did. He hadn't known that it was even possible for someone's sight to just... go away. That alarmed him a little, because his one eye was already weak, and now there was a chance that it could degrade more as he grew. His attention returned to the conversation at hand when Veigar looked at him quite intensely, and practically demanded that he keep his mouth shut. His immediate instinct was to balk at the sudden demands of someone he didn't know that well. To curl his lip and say something snide. But.. Veigar was cool. He had funny drool tricks, and they were both kind of blind. He liked Veigar, as much as he could possibly like someone else he had just met.

Instead of being a little shit, the slate dappled youngster shrugged heavily and bobbed his head a little. "Yeah, alright." he drawled, glancing down at his paws to kick a particularly notable pebble aside. When he looked back up at the older pup, his expression was lax, and a little blank. The slate was wiped clean, as far as confessions went. Back to more interesting matters. "Wanna go kill something with me? Last time I went to the nook I found a badger, I wanna see what else there is." he offered it with the languid kind of tone that one might use to ask a friend about a 7-11 run at 3am, like it didn't particularly matter if it happened, but don't you kinda want to go? His mismatched gaze roved from Veigar's gold dusted features towards the lenghtening shadows that seemed to wreath the grove in the darkening twilight.

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