Ayasha
Sikla
Ge-Rad's youngest Warrior
Ge-rad's spitfire, Loving the chewing fettish mann of Ge-rad
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Post by Ayasha on May 19, 2006 19:52:41 GMT -5
Skep trotted through Ge-rad. The abscence of his father in his life had turned the young he varg into a rebellious pack member. Though he hadn't actually done anything he remained alone and anti socable. But that was hardly any rebellious crme.
Skep's stomach growled angrily, it had been a few days since he had eaten. His hunting skills were still few and he had little desire to attempt to catch a meal.
"There is something lacking in my existence now." Skep mused, thinking back to the last time h ehad seen his elder sister. Ayasha was still around but Chilaili had been gone for a while. There wasn't much for the varg to do, perhaps if he had some duty, but since he was younger he hadn't had any chance to prove his worth.
"Maybe if father had been around when I was anxious we could've gone hunting." He shrugged, harboring no anger for his father, just regret that he hadn't been around long enough. Though he could always ask to go on a emmissary job trip with him. Perhaps he could. Skep stopped, and scratched his coat. Skep appeared rather scrawny and to anyother varg he was probably nothing to be concerned with. Which made Skep feel even worse. Growling the he varg trotted deeper into the territory, his hunger finally overtaking his concern for anything else.
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