Soundly broken [SPAR]

It was spring, and even more so, his muscles ached when he walked along these lands. The scent of blood was putrid, all over the place. His black tail flicked behind him as red eyes scanned the area. There were no wolves around yet, but he needed the practice. He needed the strength, with what had happened as of late he wasn't about to let himself get fooled by the pity of others. He was stronger at this point, Hajime was no longer the little prince everyone had taken care of. He would be a king, and with that kingship he would make sure his body would be given to the people for them to have a home. As for himself, he would become a beacon of hope, and certainly wouldn't back down.
Hajime gave a soft growl, his toes splaying out into the dirt. The utter temptation of blood was just nearly preposterous. He finally understood now how his anger tempted him from deep in his heart. He was a warrior, he would revive the kingdom his mother once had. Even if it killed him, perhaps it would, who knew. But experience as it was, it was something he lacked. So it was something he needed in order to protect others. So here he waited, for someone to condole him in all his glory. In hopes that a fair fight for training would come along.

I will take you where the sun shines, cast shadows on your face,
crawl into their deepest recess, 'til I freeze or dehydrate