Who's laughing now?

Adrenaline coursed through his veins and thoughts came and went in flashes. There wasn’t much room for theory and poise when every movement was made on instinct and muscle memory. Of which Albion was lacking in both. Despite his reactive motions the boy could feel the tide turning as he fought alongside the woman he called mom. She watched out for him and he looked out for her, and as the assault continued both of them remained unscathed. A miracle considering the force against them.

There was one more that had its eyes on him, the big pup braced himself for impact, hackles raised and serrated teeth showing. Looking more like his father Chimera than ever before. The hyena was young as well, like Albi too confident for his own good. The two of them collided. Albion was much better equipped than the beast against him. Sharp eyes, a lion’s claws, and serrated teeth against his opponent. His claws bit into flesh and his teeth sheared hide. He tasted blood and mismatched ears heard the cries of pain as the beast scrambled to make its retreat.

As the hyena raced off for its life Dalila took his place, her expression concerned as much as her words were as she looked him over. Physically he was fine, mentally he felt a bit different. He’d never fought like that before, as much as the hyenas wanted to damage so had he. He’d never done anything like that before. And as he allowed his mom to check him over part of him wished the last bastard hadn’t gotten away from him. What would it have been like to end its life with the tools he carried?

”I didn’t get hurt.” He assured her softly, his young puppy voice was slowly deepening as he grew larger everyday. Albion returned his ghostly blue gaze to Dalila’s features, the expression on his face a bit more mature than the pup she brought out here with her.


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