make my day

*Lysis* · 06-02-2014, 06:38 AM

The babe felt her own chest heave, lungs laboring as she panted alongside her half-brother. For so long she had been frail and sickly, kept from the world in fear she might not make it at all. But she had defied nature, and she had grown strong and sharp -- and with each day, she found a new reason to live. She could hear the gentle thrumming of her own heartbeat pounding softly in her ears as her face grew hot with the rush of adrenaline. Today, she had found some kind of thrill in violence and blood, though she knew they had been putting the creature out of its misery. It was different than killing for food, and she found herself finally understanding why so many wolves were drawn to fighting and violence.

'That felt good,' he commented, and she nodded slowly, somewhat speechless. "Very." Her agreement came after a moment of silence. "Just some small game, and what we took down during the hunting lesson." But that was different. It was for food, for survival -- not for fun or amusement. Lysis licked her lips free from the blood, finding the taste strange but not exactly unpleasant. "What should we do with it?" she asked curiously, tilting her head to eye him with bright eyes, her question mirroring his own thoughts. He'd been hurt, but not sick -- surely he would still be good to eat, but it seemed a strange proposition. "Or should we just leave it?"

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