Show Me Your Grrrr Face

Dracun was in the midst of a hunt, although his prey was nothing to write home about if he weren't a pup. As a small winter bird sat perched on a rock, the boy peered over the rock he hid behind. He was careful, moving quietly into the position to pounce and unnoticed by the bird. He was lucky, either he was damn good at this or the bird was about to win its very own Darwin Award.

Muscled coiled before he launched, though the sound of his fathers call startled the bird as well as Dracun. His pounce was a failure in his eyes, although he had managed to pluck a few tail feathers from the bird before it got away. He supposed it wasn't a total loss, but still not as good as a whole bird to show his father and siblings.

Picking them up anyway, he carried them off and towards the sound of the call. As he arrived, he noticed a sister had beaten him here. Annoyed that he wasn't first (definitely fueled by his already annoyed mood), Dracun plopped his rump down and waited until it was time to start, then intently listened. He had been looking forward to these promised lessons, and considering this lesson was clearly going to be about fighting it did manage to perk up his mood if only just a little. Maybe he could learn to outsmart that stupid bird.

"Speech!"


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