Morningside Cuesta Please don't be afraid, we're a little bent

@Dawn! <3 Starting off a lil different this time!

Kieran had spent the majority of his time hunting now. It was becoming a new passion - something he wanted to learn and understand. He wanted to prove himself to the adults, show them he was able to be a skilled hunter and contributer for the pack. The boy had just finished trying to hunt a rabbit, and he had just about succeeded. It was not a large catch, but it was one that he was proud of - he would have given it to his packmates, but he did not. Instead, he had decided to bury it for his lost loved ones. At the top of a small mound, his paws scraped at the ground. He made a few small holes, then tore off chunks of the lifeless prey and put each section into a different hole. A piece for his mother, who was up in the stars, a piece for Sorrel, who might be dead but might also be out alone in the cruel world, a piece for Hawthorn, who he had seemingly lost, and one for the other wolves he had once known. Wolves from his first home, Royal Fire Court, and wolves from the Republic of Auros.

"I hope you enjoy that," he mumbled, "One for mother, one for Sorrel, one for Hawthorn and one for everyone else. Thank you for being a part of my life - I... miss you. And I love you all." He hoped they would enjoy the rabbit he had so carefully split among them. The food would go into the ground as an offering, and Kieran was comforted by the fact that everyone he had known should not look down apon him. He may have done wrong things in the past, but he was working to correct them and instead make himself a better wolf. And in doing so, was he not pleasing them? He must be, for no ill had come across him since he had begun giving offerings. Parts of his meals that he would rather give away to those he loved.

Once he was done, he stepped back and sat down, closing his eyes and allowing the breeze to ruffle his fur. The sunset was beautiful tonight, but he did not need to see it to know what it looked like. He often came out and watched the sun drop low in the sky, the only sound a chirping of distant birds, the night calming in itself. This was his favourite spot.