And I love the sun
12-02-2013, 02:54 PM
Winter had been well into it's cycle when the boy had wandered out here. Though he had been growing more and more restless, ever since discovering his mother ran off with his half brother. Something about it ate at him, and he didn't know what to think of what his father probably thought of him. Considering the fact he was seen as useless to everyone and he hated it. The bluish pups emerald eyes looked around the snow, setting his paws in the white stuff as he watched his breath move out of his body. He wasn't old enough to understand any of it, he wasn't old enough to fight, and he hated that too. He honestly believed he was born in the wrong time. His small body couldn't get very far, but he had managed to come across the old amenti lands still keeping in tabs where Glaciem was. Vereux wasn't going to run away, he felt like blood was everything, that was how his father saw things. Blood, and the way you used it. Which was why he wanted power, why he wanted the strength the albino king had. Regardless of his age, seeing someone as strong as he sent his hackles running. So all there was, was hopeful wishing. Vereux looked at the tree's as the frost bit into his small frame he shivered. Maybe it had been a bad idea to come out here, but he didn't care. Trudging along, his eyes were kept alert, looking left and right for something. In the snow there was a rabbit rummaging about. While the boy was not old enough to hunt yet, he enjoyed to sit and watch the creatures. His paws steady on the soft powdered snow in the forest. His eyes watching how the rabbit moved, its hind legs put a powerful kick into it that was for sure. It too had claws, however the teeth weren't as sharp as a wolf's though. Vereux flicked an ear, he wondered why they hunted rabbits, and why the rabbits didn't hunt them. If everything was backwards how would things work then? Speech, |