The great light at the maw of the den had not yet tempted him.
Instead, he shuffled past his parents and brother to the rear of their cozy little home, finding an exposed root and taking it into his mouth. He pulled, but gently, more occupied with the feel of it against his tongue and budding teeth.
And the taste—full of memory. Full of the earth his soul had graced many times before, albeit within different paws.
A more insistent tug, and some dirt came loose, sprinkling upon his head. The ground was beginning to thaw, ever so slowly but surely. His body knew no better, but his heart yearned for winter, and mourned the coming warm months, the space between snowfalls.
Malrok chewed thoughtfully, solemnly.
Instead, he shuffled past his parents and brother to the rear of their cozy little home, finding an exposed root and taking it into his mouth. He pulled, but gently, more occupied with the feel of it against his tongue and budding teeth.
And the taste—full of memory. Full of the earth his soul had graced many times before, albeit within different paws.
A more insistent tug, and some dirt came loose, sprinkling upon his head. The ground was beginning to thaw, ever so slowly but surely. His body knew no better, but his heart yearned for winter, and mourned the coming warm months, the space between snowfalls.
Malrok chewed thoughtfully, solemnly.
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