Redhawk Caldera Lost boys go to Neverland

Ferret cameo

His damn brother had wandered off. Of all his siblings, Ferret was closest — in a strange sort of way — with Peter. The runt annoyed him greatly, yet he felt a certain protectiveness over him. It was they who roamed and adventured. It was to Peter whom Ferret turned when he wanted to play (read: harass).

Such a pair they would have made in adulthood.

Ferret scoured the home site with a scowl, his stomach pinched and burning from hunger. His leanness had become lankiness, accentuated by the ripple of his ribs beneath his flaxen coat and the angle of his hips, and it had intensified his temper. That he could not find Peter when he wanted to soured him badly, and it was with a stiff-legged trudge that he picked up his littermate's trail and followed it, fully intending to cuff that pup upside the head when he found him.

But what he found...

Ferret was frozen for a long time. The sight, the scent. Some part of him understood, and yet his mind was blank, so overwhelmed by the discovery that it simply stopped trying to process it. His eyes roamed from Eljay, and the maimed head that he cradled, to the detached spine and tufts of fur to the side. Here, his dead stare lingered, until he, inch by inch, paw over paw, crept toward it. He stood peering down on it, with saliva collecting at the corners of his mouth and spilling into long strands that descended toward the earth.

His stomach roared, and he gritted his teeth as they were bared in a grimace. His bent his head toward the bones... and then abruptly turned and ran away.