Blackfeather Woods My past has tasted bitter

A small hunting trip sounded good. He hadn't hunted with someone else for a while, so that was a plus. The boy nodded with a grin, flicking his tail. "I'd love to." He replied, thoughts briefly flickering to the first time he'd hunted something. A long time ago, it felt. So fast was the boy growing, only time could tell how great of a warrior he'd become - a soldier, no less. It was his passion, fighting, yet he was not as arrogant as Khalil had been. He didnt think so, at least. That boy had been overly sure of himself and his capabilities - all Neo wanted was to improve. 

Then again, he supposed Khalil might think the same of him.