outrun, outlast — ducklings

[darci]

[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 60%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13pt; text-align: justify;"]Victor's looked up as he caught wind of Caesar. Beside him could he feel the mother duck tense up, a bit fearful of someone approaching her children. Victor, of course, would defend the young birds. "Why would I eat them?" he asked. "I didn't jump in the water for nothing." The dog cringed at the idea of eating the ducklings. Victor had grown up eating kibble provided to him from his owner. He had the occasional table scraps as well and he never did once complain. The dog was satisfied with that he had and did not dare take it for granted. When is came to hunting down his own food, he always felt guild overcome him when he ended his prey's life. Victor was grateful for the animal giving their own life to continue his, but it still felt wrong. Only time would allow him to get use to the idea.

"Why not?" Victor shot back at Caesar's last remark, eyes narrowing ever so slightly. He was beginning to greatly dislike this fellow. His eyes ten drew to Bakugou, ears perking forward ever so slightly. "As I," he wanted to retort back at the mention of Goldie beating Caesar for eating the ducks. Victor dared not say his thoughts out loud for he was still new around these parts. The dog had to first asses each and every individual's personalty before he shot remarks at them. He had to be sure what the repercussion of his words would relate to. Victor snorted at Bakugou. "Then I'll be sure to take them to the other side of the island."