Duck Lake sweet dreams

For @Xan!

Cam had been traveling for far too long, but he didn't miss his home in the least. The thought of going back to his home, his family and his stupid older brother made him cringe. He'd left because of jealousy. Because he hated to sit back and watch his brother become the alpha, and because he'd been treated as inferior since he was born. Never again would anyone treat him that way. He was on his own now, he would make his own name and one day he would return to his family and show them how much stronger he'd become.

But before any of that, he had to make it through the week. Hunger clawed at his stomach like a caged tiger, exhaustion bit like a mad dog. His paw pads were worn from so much walking, and even his normally swishy tail had lost its life and hung at his hips pitifully. Cam was usually quite handsome, with a thick golden coat and deep brown eyes. He walked about with pride, with a happy skip in his step. But the way he carried himself now, only made him look weak, like a scared pup. His stomach groaned again, and he paused. He had wanted to continue on, but he decided this lake might be a good place to stop, maybe he could get some fishing in.

The small golden boy trotted o the lake side, ears twitching as a bug zoomed by him. He ignored the beauty of the lake, which he might have used to marvel at. For now he couldn't give a shit about how pretty the view was. He wanted to kill some god damn fish. He plopped down onto his rump with a grunt, staring out at the water, hoping for some signs of life. The sun was beginning to reach its fullest, it blazed down above him and he was tempted to just jump in the water. But that would ruin his chances of catching anything, so he returned to waiting, hoping for even just the smallest fish to satisfy his hunger.