Even now the there is something terribly off in the boys mind. He will never be as smart as his brother Lennon or as manipulative as his sister Eto, but he will be something far more dangerous. The poison of his mother's insanity and his father's aggression had slowly dripped into him, warping his mind, though it would not be till a little later that Ailith would inadvertently create the monster he would be named after: Qallupilluk. A killer hidden under a veil of innocence, to haunt the dreams of pups far more than Tobias ever had and ever will. He need only escape the prison that had kept the world safe from him for so long.
Despite how simple his mind is, he knows a few things about where he is. There are others here with in, trapped in the same warmth and darkness as he. He also knows he has known nothing other than this place, the beating driving his mind to madness. He wishes to free himself from this hell, the call of something different filling him with the strength to kick. The child of fire and ice did not know that today would be the day he got his truest desire, the day he was forced from all he had ever known into the allure of mystery.
His siblings leave first before it is finally his turn, the long hours of waiting making him impatient. He can feel that everything is changing as he begins to be squeezed and moved from the spot that has held him captive for so long. The beating noise grows farther and already he likes this, even if the squeezing was uncomfortable. It is a long time before he is forced out, hitting the ground less than gently. It is cold and far brighter out here, even if he could not open his eyes yet to see around him. There is something satisfying to him about this new place, and so he does not fight it when he is lifted from the ground by some unseen force.
He is cleaned from the gooey substance that covers his whole body and it is now that he feels truly free. Once more is he picked up between jaws that could so easily kill him and would if Ailith were not to exhausted; if only she had done it know, stopped him now from what he would one day become. He is dropped much like his siblings had been, his fortune not as good as theirs however as he lands on his head. It is the start of the damage his vulnerable brain will take from his mother, the start of him being molded unknowingly into a monster.
His squeals and squawks turn to snarls and growls. It takes him a moment to recover from the trauma inflicted before he moves towards the source of something instinct told him he required: food. He muscles his way over his siblings, his mind incapable of caring about them or even registering they were there. He feasts until he can no longer, a new found strength over taking his body. As he leaves the source of his food and begins to move around once more, stepping upon his siblings in the process, he feels a sharp nip at his neck, sparking a bark of protest. This thing that had happened was not good, he did not like this thing. It was bad......if only he knew what happens to bad things.
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