Wapun Meadow I'm young, scrappy and hungry

@Lumiya sorry for the delay here, I've been so I'll with the flu.  D:

Her attitude toward this awkward encounter, so like his own, definitely rubbed him the wrong way. A whisker twitched in quiet contempt as he resisted the fleeting urge to reveal his fangs to her in warning, though his cool stare remained firm on her mismatched eyes.

So they'd assumed him kidnapped, stolen away by Aries. Confused as to how they'd conjured up such a bizarre excuse for his absence, he felt his dormant fury flicker to life. Venamis had been three months old when the courage to wander drew him from the Haunted Wood, too young to take responsibility for his actions; as far as he was aware, no one bothered to look for him. And when he finally found the spine to check in on them, he found the territory claimed by strangers.

They moved on. They left him behind.

He wasn't sure he could ever forgive them for it.

The dark yearling frowned deeply: "sure, let's say that's what happened." A roll of his shoulder then, to pretend he did not care. It was clear to him that nobody else did, so why should he?