Duskfire Glacier Hope for survival

Artok was comforted by the soothing words and caress of Miss. Scarlett. She earned a permanent place in the youths broken heart. He shifted his weight and whined softly when a searing pain went up his back. Thank you Miss. Scarlett. that was all he said keeping his mouth closed and his sniffles slowly quieted, though the pain did not.

His ears perked forward at the sound of another, and for a moment he was a little bit excited, but it was quickly replaced with a darker feeling at her words. Adlartok turned hate filled gaze towards the door and a snarl left his maw. That was all he did not let his words come unto straying tongue. He didn't really feel much like banter or defending himself anyway, he was too sore. He was tired and he was sore and she was basically saying he was going to die, to just give up on him. If he had his way he wasn't going to die, and he would rise up and he'd make her rue the day she ever looked at him crooked as he would with the fire furred one. Deep within his breast a hatred and a sense of betrayal took root, and it turned the good ambitious child a little darker.

He was surprised at the words that left the other females mouth. But he had a sense of pride all the same. He blinked at her for a moment and dipped his muzzle in thanks.