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Eyes without colour peered at the meat remaining flesh. A seed of guilt found his heart and started to grow, for it wouldn’t be enough for his earthen shaded sister. His tongue leaped out to clean the shy shine of maroon against his night black muzzle. Lovely; hot and sweet on his taste buds. He was growing older and it was about time he too was to start to catch his own meals. The thought of independence was tempting, but the road would be long. As many other young ones on his own age, he wanted to obtain skills immediately without going through the tiring process of learning. But he wanted to be able to bring his dominant sister gifts of affection, and since the way to Pan’s heart went through his stomach, he assumed his sister would be no different.
His mother’s words brought annoying thuds of sorrow to his chest, and though he tried to disguise the remaining emotional pain from the loss of a sister, his ears drew back and his tail retreated in-between his legs, betraying him. Why would she bring up a hurtful subject? Platinum gaze lifted to his dame’s dark form, though fell just as quickly. ”I like Salvia better,” he insisted, voice suddenly gloomy instead of joyful. If Wretch didn’t want to be a part of their family then he didn’t want her to be either. She had run away and never come back, and he didn’t want her back!
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