The Laddies Went A'huntin'
12-20-2014, 07:28 PM
Sarak's voice roused him from his thoughts, and he lifted his head from where he had been nosing a root near a bush. He'd been so lost in his own mind, that he hadn't heard his father approach. Raziel was nearly a yearling now, and with their loner lifestyle- he hadn' t had much instruction. Really, he spent most of his time exploring the area around where their family had chosen to reside. Raziel backed out of the brush, and turned his head towards Sarak, a slightly hopeful look on his face. A hunting lesson could be fun, but he wasn't sure if he'd be any good at it. Would he disappoint his father?
Father... it felt like a strange word for the adult wolf that he scarcely knew. He was willing to give the man a chance, which he felt was more than his brothers had been doing. Sarka had vanished and Raziel wasn't really sure where she ended up. "Sure!" Raziel said, his words accompanied with a slight wag of his tail. He hoped he sounded eager at least, though nerves fluttered in his stomach. He walked towards Sarak, and paused, to wait for his father to give him instruction. "What are we hunting?" He asked, his voice firm. He would try not to let his unceartinty show. Sarak was trying- and he was all the family that Raziel had left these days. Sarka was gone. Azael was no where to be seen. His mother had vanished. |
gracias ini advance for patience, as i get used to his character.