6/22/2025, 2:00 AM
He went with because─well; he didn't have anywhere else to go. Freya had been kind to him since finding him, seemingly in spite of his attitude, in spite of his rage, maybe she chalked it up to whatever poor situation he came from before this. He didn't understand her kindness, every time he lashed out, or tried to push her away he was met with kindness, understanding; patience.
"It's beautiful, isn't it, Mom?" While he was the youngest of the bunch, he was also the nastiest, he knew he didn't belong here. Wasn't hers. And it bothered him. To know that here he was less than, a stray and he should feel lucky she didn't leave him out there to die. "It's far prettier than—" Little legs pushed him faster to catch up he came in with bared teeth to Hawthorns left. Head low and mouth agape in a feigned snap toward the other older boy as he passed him tail flagging high above his rump.
He didn't stop, trailing ahead of Freya as he looked the stranger up and down in judgement. Chest puffing out as his eyes narrowed. ❝ It is now ❞ he stomped his little foot.
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"It's beautiful, isn't it, Mom?" While he was the youngest of the bunch, he was also the nastiest, he knew he didn't belong here. Wasn't hers. And it bothered him. To know that here he was less than, a stray and he should feel lucky she didn't leave him out there to die. "It's far prettier than—" Little legs pushed him faster to catch up he came in with bared teeth to Hawthorns left. Head low and mouth agape in a feigned snap toward the other older boy as he passed him tail flagging high above his rump.
He didn't stop, trailing ahead of Freya as he looked the stranger up and down in judgement. Chest puffing out as his eyes narrowed. ❝ It is now ❞ he stomped his little foot.
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