In Whispers, the Darkness Calls (joining)

Just let me know if you get uncomfortable with anything that Grim is thinking :x

The female doesn't take him at just hunting and fighting. He scowls internally. She wants to know his skills and trades. But what were trades? And how could he tell her his skills without revealing his inner killer? Adapt, the voices advise. Lie, they suggest. He can't exactly lie about skills. That would easily be found out. "I am an excellent tracker. I can find almost anything." That is innocent enough. But what else could he say? "I have enough stamina to track things for weeks." That seems a bit weak. Nothing else comes to mind. He decides to move on to the trades thing that was mentioned. "I've never been in a pack. I'm not sure what a trade is." What if she turns him away for this lack of knowledge? That can't happen. Will she fault him for this? It was his uncles fault that he never knew a pack. Damn him. Even in death his uncle still affects him.

He should have gone searching for his pack. After his uncle stole him away. But they had traveled for a full season. How could a pup have found his way back? He should have tried. He could have had more than his uncle's death on his paws too. The whole pack could have been killed. He is only an amature now, a new killer. For his own kind at least. He used to spend his hunting days torturing his prey. A deer enters his thoughts. There was that first kill he did on his own. He had seperated it from the herd. Drove it in another direction for days. Each time it slowed he would jump out and chase the deer. Eventually it fell, he had calmly walked to it. The thing had enough energy to struggle, but it couldn't stand. He had taken small painful bites from its hide for days. Torturing it. The doe had screamed it's terror and pain at him until it died.