Wapun Meadow I let my brother go to the devil in his own way.

merrick would forever idolize the ferocity of this cow to protect her guttering young. it seemed every mother aside from his own was made up of maternal bones, even as he stripped skin from them to provoke throat-tearing shrieks. it seemed every mother aside from indra would have stayed alongside their child —
oh he was bitter bitter bitter
wormwood teeth tore into muscle.
he did not know when she died, only that she did; he crept back to the calf with a sore jaw, matted with the torrents of scarlet he and his companion had wrought from the cow. placing a paw upon its dying flesh, merrick cleaned bits of tissue from between his teeth with a quick-working tongue, and then placed his single eye upon the bloodied ash of the man.
"welcome to ursus," merrick whispered hoarsely, blood dripping from one corner of his mouth as he grinned indelicately.