Hideaway Strath A not so secret I need to tell you

He thought for a few moments. He was never one to care for the Mother.
Not like his Father did. "The Mother is the creator of all, she takes all and gives all." That was all he remembered really. He smiled softly, wondering if that aligned with her mother stone. Though he thinks that her 'Mother Stone' is only the giver, not the taker too.

But she wanted to know about his past. His wars.
He felt that familiar heaviness settle over his back, embracing him with heavy arms and crushing him slowly. His tongue dried out as he tried to think of the words to explain. But his tongue was lead in his mouth.
He sighed heavily, wanting to just bury his head in her fur and forget about everything. "I have killed three, certainly. Others may have died from..wounds or the, uh...rest of the pack."
Three, dead in his jaws. He never knew them. They were just unlucky enough to need to be put down.
Derg, being small, stocky, and rather fast was one of the front lines for his family. One of those to go first and disable as many as possible.

"I'm sorry," he murmured, sitting up. He wanted to let her be happy, take his problems away from her. She didn't need them - those thoughts.