Come a Little Closer

Wandering about the Dancefloor was an easy feat now. With his hesitation in exploring the lands his mother had claimed waning, Redrum was becoming a touch bolder with each passing day. The boy refused to be confined to the den by his own fears, the terror of being hunted like prey again… It simply wouldn’t happen.

The big pup loped about, skirting the tall grasses as he peered within, hoping to not see the tan figure of another cougar lying in wait to taste his blood. No no. It wouldn’t happen. He had to grow big and strong in order to hunt them all down, those horrible cats! Oh. All except Umbra! With golden eyes he scanned around, lifting his skull to the sky in search of any nearby scents. Perhaps there was someone nearby to find! He held hope that there would be..