Arrow Lake Reunion

Artok saw the rage building in his uncles eyes, saw it in the way he held himself. Had it been a few months prior, he would have run off and tapered it down. But he was finding, that you could get no where, without a little fight. Look at Tuwawi, he would be dead if he hadn't fought. Dead if he hadn't fought to survive.

Artok's eyes grew slitted, and he growled more. I left you! I left you! I woke up and you were gone! Gone! And you were always threatening to leave, I waited! Waited and you didn't come back. So I left the area, I was hungry.

Artok stared at him non-plussed, and irritated. His uncle had left him, left him to his own devices and his own way. He hadn't left his uncle. Why would he leave the only person he actually had ever cared about? It was foolish, but when he felt he wasn't wanted and abandoned he had left.