Haunted Wood My oh my!

Sorry just a little warning ⚠️ He has a fucked up memory about eating puppies.

He watches them run about and beg their mother for food. His brows furrow as she regurgitates the food for them and he chuckles, watching the little pups eat it like they’ve never eaten before.

Then seemingly out of nowhere his mind reels back to when he was in the ring. The last time he’s seen a pup was there. His eyes unfocus, holding a hint of something else. He remembers the pups he saw, ribs showing, howling for their mother’s a few cages away after they’ve been weened. 

He remembers a particularly fucked up memory: There he stood in the ring. He was two years of age. He was more savage and stupid back then. A pup is thrown in the ring with him, a literal pup of ten weeks old he assumed. It was a test, so there he went. He rips the pup apart, the high pitched squeals he remembers from it forces him to press his ears to his skull.

Memories resurface often, but this one he knows now how wrong it was. Worse than most the others. The mother only a few cages away watching her pup get mauled to death, the smaller shaken with such a vigorous force that he rips it to shreds. And he relished it back then.

He shakes his head and blinks, his brows furrow and his expression is all of a sudden hard. “Perdóneme.” He growls, a resurgence of white hot anger as these memories resurface as he’s staring a pup in the face. He storms off into a brisk walk, heavy paws thudding agains the ground as he tries to make his escape. Hoping the pups will keep Serem there.