04-02-2020, 06:45 PM
Hunting was getting a little easier with each successive catch, at least. Practice would only perfect him and the wolf had no desire to ask for help on the skill from any of the other members. A grown wolf who did not know how to hunt would make them ask too many questions, would open him to telling the clan about his life or who he was, and he couldn't have that. It was his business.
He moves, twisting his paw into the rabbit's neck, applying further pressure as it stares up at him with fearful eyes.
"Don't look for sympathy, you won't find it," he muses, watching as the rabbit's eyes roll into the back of its head and it passes out under his grip.
Words from a past time, he mused, something that Caustic would have to say as he killed someone, something nice for the camera. It made him feel... empty, now.
He rolls his shoulders, releasing the rabbit from his grip and inspecting it lightly.
He moves, twisting his paw into the rabbit's neck, applying further pressure as it stares up at him with fearful eyes.
"Don't look for sympathy, you won't find it," he muses, watching as the rabbit's eyes roll into the back of its head and it passes out under his grip.
Words from a past time, he mused, something that Caustic would have to say as he killed someone, something nice for the camera. It made him feel... empty, now.
He rolls his shoulders, releasing the rabbit from his grip and inspecting it lightly.
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