05-24-2021, 08:39 PM
A growl sounded from a stomach, one that seemed to be clawing at its walls craving a good that it has been denied for what feels like forever. The hellhound padded through the woods, head lowered and anger filled orbs sweeping across the area. The pup seemed to be in a constant state of anger and sadness these days, the trauma of what had occurred having not quite settled within the child and leaving him hopeless to the emotions he was drowning in.
The delicious scent of prey crossed his path, muzzle dripping with saliva at the thought of sinking his teeth into the rich flesh of meat. Solsken crept closer to the source of the scent, body lowering to the ground the closer he got and his gaze locking onto his target. His ears pushed forwards, shoulders shuffling slightly before he attempted to lunge at Cheyne, claw outstretched in an attempt to sink into the body of the deer and his jaws aiming for the neck or well anywhere he could bite down on.
The delicious scent of prey crossed his path, muzzle dripping with saliva at the thought of sinking his teeth into the rich flesh of meat. Solsken crept closer to the source of the scent, body lowering to the ground the closer he got and his gaze locking onto his target. His ears pushed forwards, shoulders shuffling slightly before he attempted to lunge at Cheyne, claw outstretched in an attempt to sink into the body of the deer and his jaws aiming for the neck or well anywhere he could bite down on.