Aguta grumbled as he walked far from his mother. She scolded him when he got better after that awful man attacked them. His body was still recovering from the tiny laceration that he had given him. ”Aguta I can’t believe how you thought you could handle that beast. Love I was so worried about you!” Whenever his mother got mad she tended to lose her stutter and that made almost anymore smile because she was usually timid and couldn’t help the stutter leaving her lips. Sighing he leaned against a log that had fallen near the river he was currently walking down. ”Mother I’m not just a pup! I’m a fighter… I just didn’t have a chance to prove it!” He grumbled back to her. He shook his head removing the memory from his mind. He wanted to have some space. He just didn’t realize the space had taken him so far from her.

Not that it mattered, he knew how to get back, but right now he wanted to be alone. He was told he looked much like his father and some worried he would become the brute he was and harm others around him like his father did, but he couldn’t never come to be like that. He wanted to shove females that they were to be treasured and protected. That's why he fought for his mother… Well more like went sailing through the sky for his mother. He had a image to wipe from everyone's mind, but the more he grew the more he became a large muscular brute that no-one would want around. ”I just want to find my place.” He sighed as he slammed his paw down in the water, stirring the reflection that was looking up at him. He would prove one day that he was going to be better then what wolves thought of him now. Maybe if he didn’t have such an interesting coat and didn’t have muscles coming out of everywhere on him then he would be a bit better.. He’d be more like GIzmo.

That got a growl out of him. No he wouldn’t be more like Gizmo, he’d be more like himself. Showing the world they couldn’t just tell him how to be. He laid down at the water’s edge and lapped at it slightly. The moisture rolling off his muzzle and back down into the river. He sighed and closed his eyes. He lately had been dreaming of falling in love one day and finding a place for him and his mate. Yes he was still a pup, but that didn’t stop him from being a planner. His mother said that was one of his best qualities. Well why couldn’t his heart be one as well? Sighing once more he slipping into a dream of a pretty princess that would need him to save her from the world. He hoped one day he’d get a chance to be just that. A Savior