Battle Born

He sneered at the fish and pushed it away slightly, choosing instead to feast on snails. "Thanks for the offer, but I don't really like fish. He said. He paused, allowing her to eat in silence before he spoke. "Where is their father?" He asked, canting his head slightly in curiosity. It was a habit he had never fully outgrown from his puphood. The same went for his brother Preston, but on him it felt right, seemed natural. On Neo it seemed a veil for more sinister intent. He chewed on another snail, eyes boring into her swollen belly as a mixture of pity and shame rose in his gut.

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