Iktome Plains Inop tuKua tikillugu

Having never stalked another in the manner that Atshen had with Bramble, the child could see why some wolves enjoyed the thrill of the hunt. Feeling the other beneath him, Atshen felt a sudden rush of adrenaline as he contemplated what he would do next. He thought quickly, as the other squirmed underneath him, and it was in a flash memory that he recalled his mother's words: "Kill another of your age and bring me their head; then will I know you are capable." He was aware of the importance of returning another's head to Nemesis, and it was from that moment on that Atshen had a plan for this seemingly random attack. 

He dug his claws into this child, just as a shrill wail escaped his victim. His eyes shone at this, the other's cries fueling his movements as he reached forward to grab at the nape of the smaller cub. Growling as he grabbed on to the other's earthy pelt, Atshen tugged hard in hopes that this was how he'd pull the other's head off.