He was away again and his time surely without his sister. He went further from the den than ever before his stomach growling for the flesh that his parents brought home to him. He was never hungry for long, though he always had to fight for his share he got it. Thankfully his bulk was good for knocking his sister away long enough to take what he wanted. It was tough and delicious and it varied between many things. He found often his parents brought home things that often resembled them and was learning that it was others of their kind he had been eating. The mostly ebony boy did not find this wrong in any form. He knew no different but he took a lesson from it. He too could be their food easily, yet they allow him to survive. He knew his mother and more noticeably his father’s irritability in the rasp of his breathing, he had done more to try and cover it up as of late which often led to late night strolls or after he had some of his food.
Today he wanted to be away from the worry that his parents would turn on him, they were gone and never seemed to worry too much about where the young boy had wondered off too. In fact the pup wouldn’t go back if he knew his survival was linked to the black brute that was his sire and the mostly white female who protected him that was his mother. His sister did not help matters, often trying to get in his way and get him riled up to show the side he was so desperately trying to keep from them all. He was getting larger, and with each change in the land it only made him grow more. The larger he got the more they seemed to not want him around. Being larger and stronger than his sister only seemed to further infuriate his father. He protected her little form while scorning his own, his jade eyes glowering at him while he curled up alone away from them all. He used to find sanctuary with his mother, but that too was going away.
His time with his family was coming to an end, he hoped soon to go with his mother or father and learn to hunt their prey, perhaps prove his ability, but so far he only could kill the rats that nibbled on the bones that remained after their prey. He wanted to hunt something larger, of his kind like his parents did. Perhaps if he did bring them something home they would be more accepting of him. Not even being a yearling certainly did not help his chances to succeed, but he thought he could try, or at least learn more about the creatures his parents targeted. He stuck to the shadows, using his dark form to his advantage as he crept through the forest. Feral jade eyes were gazing around tail twitching lightly as he moved tree to tree searching for these others of his kind.
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