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2 points Jul 22, 2022 Report

Nothing Special

Four

Cliff and his siblings were almost fully grown at just under a year old. He stayed the biggest and the brawniest, but Fern was close in second, her muscles powerful beneath her elegant pelt. Tree Frog was moderate, her body shape very close to that of their uncle Sap’s. Vulture stayed slim, but what he missed out on with muscle he made up for in wit and speed. He was the fastest wolf that Cliff knew, and in almost every conversation he had a backlashing tongue that could inflict wounds as severe as bite marks.

Bone was finally growing into his body, his fur growing less loose and more shaped to his body. He was a handsome young wolf, Cliff would give him that: but as was Vulture. It was nothing special. Those eyes were the only thing that set Bone apart, and what did a pair of eyes matter if he didn’t use them for spotting prey?

All that his littlest brother did was lecture them about rules from the ancestors and other riffraff, as Tree Frog had called it. He didn’t take time to practice his hunting or fighting, and he was in no way searching for a mate. There were few other wolves of their pack who weren’t their direct family, only a couple of former dispersers, but he didn’t pay any attention to them, always distracted with his head in the clouds.

It was excessive.

It was annoying.

Part of Cliff hoped that, since Bone knew barely any battle tactics, that he would stumble upon a bear or cougar. Part of Cliff hoped that he would fall asleep and never wake up, and finally go and join the ancestors that he adored so greatly.

Those parts of Cliff weren’t as happy as he’d thought when that almost happened.

- President Loki

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