Ouroboros Spine and some people thrive in chaos

Rodyn winced at the youth's heavy, exhale. He was new himself, felt out of place, hunting down this youths father to speak with. Though now he may have to, just to appease the youngster and because he was no curious. He wanted to learn some more hunting skills, maybe this wolf could teach him more than he knew.

Aww man. Well, if you want I can show you how Mojag and I killed a squirrel? Squirrel was easy enough, the youth could come with and he could show him to rap it a good one in the head, as he had with Mojag. He smiled at the thought of the sunny child Mojag.

Rodyn returned the tail wag. You'll be a scout before your a year old then. That would be awesome, and you'd beat me. I wasn't a scout until recently.