Signs of spring are starting to be appear within the lands of Avalon and that means that Merlin is officially enter the first full year of his life. While Corbie is tending to a lambing, the youth is out scanning for signs of returning prey near the pack’s borders. He was serious when he talked about learning how to hunt and tend the sheep that they keep and he simply cannot wait to get a mentor. The call from Corbie is not unexpected and it is welcomed as the mere thought of a feast has his stomach gurgling its hunger to him.
After all, he is a growing boy.
Abandoning his place near the Avalon borders, the hungry youth joyfully bounds through the land, excitement practically causing him to vibrate as he goes. It doesn’t take him long to reach the barn and he slows down to a trot before entering the warm interior. A bonfire crackles merrily beside the alpha as the tan boy dips his head in greeting and offers, “Hi!” The single word might not be important or even earth shattering but, to him, he is grateful to have the leader in his life and he wishes to acknowledge her presence.
Seating himself near the spread of foods and drinks, his eyes widen with greed and his jaw drops open as drool begins to drip inside his mouth. For a long moment, Merlin marvels at everything that has been prepared before his green eyes dart over to the monochrome Alpha and he says, “Wow! This is amazing! I think I am going to try a little of everything.” Without waiting for an invitation, he plucks a steaming piece of meat from the food that is laid out before him and plops the sumptuous morsel into his mouth.
Chewing slowly, he savors the flavor and ducks his sheepish apology… just in case he wasn’t supposed to eat yet.
