Dutiron was a relatively strong young boy, certainly one of the healthier amongst his litter and certainly couldn't recall ever having done something stupid to damage his eyes so he was at a complete loss as to why there was suddenly bloody tears falling from them. The deep red liquid was certainly nothing else and though he aimed to know everything, the young boy was at a complete loss as to what could be wrong with him now. Panic was all that filled his mind and in his fear he began to make his way back to the family den, praying that his mother was there and that she would be able to help him.
"Mum?" He called out as he grew closer his eyes were feeling so irritated and though he longed not to cry the tears continued to stream, blood dripping and worry only growing. "Mamma" The calls continued, growing more childlike with each one, his fear evident within the cries. What was happening to him?
