Bunnies

Tightening his hold on the bunny, the teeth seemed to end the bunny's suffering, and Aes let some relief wash over him.  "Tooby honest, Baccy.  I don't know either."  A nervous chuckle escaped inky lips as the pup leaned down low to sniff the bunny, just to make sure it was dead.  The boy's brother was so far ahead of him, sometimes it made him jealous... and sometimes it made him happy to know that his brother was someone who looked out for him.  Truth be told, the prince wasn't quite sure if it was because he was the big brother or not...  sometimes it was hard to tell.  Hopefully it wasn't the latter.

The boy shrunk into the snow, slowly burying himself in it.  "I try to make myself better at things.  It juwst never comes.  I don't know what I'm meant to do.  How do I be a wolf, Baccy?"  What did being a wolf mean?  What was it supposed to look like?  Feel like?  Mama always seemed so busy lately...  being the heir of whatever pack they were in.    She never was around much, and Amalia wasn't the same as her.  Little Aeschylus needed someone to guide him and help him out a bit.  What would he do as an adult?  There were so many paths, of good and evil...  Did he want pack duties?

Many questions would swim through the young lad's mind, a look of pure confusion crossed his features, ears flicking as if that would help find an answer in the wind.  "I'm just trying to figure out what I'm meant for, that's all, Baccy."

"Speech" 'Thoughts'