He had done it again, making him a sad little boy indeed.

Severus trotted along through Dawn's Breath, ears lowered, tail brushing the ground behind him. He felt so terrible...he was a coward, not even wanting to stick around and see his mother's reaction. She would know who had done it, and it made him so very afraid to go back to their den. She would be so angry with him. It would not matter to his mother that the act had been done while he had been sleeping or that he had tried really, really hard not to drink any water before he'd gone to bed the night before. It would only matter that he had ruined another of the luxurious furs that they all slept on together in their bed.

The day was a cooler one, wind travelling through the pines of the forest and across his silver fur. He shivered occasionally but was warm enough for the most part, keeping his legs moving to stay heated. Severus wasn't certain of exactly where he was walking to, only caring that each step that he took carried him a little bit farther away from his mother. He had never gone out completely alone before, and this was a first, but so far he didn't think that the walk was going too badly.

White, puffy clouds rolled around in the sky overhead, and as his legs grew more tired the boy chose to stop for a moment to observe them. He scrambled up onto a large black boulder, finding it warm to the touch, and lay down on his back to watch the light clouds move by. There were a few that reminded him of certain shapes from his memories - he could see one that looked like Momma, one that looked like a mountain, and even one that reminded him a little bit of a fish. He sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the quiet and the warmth of the rock below him.

He opened his eyes as he felt something hit his chest, nose wrinkling a bit. What the...There was a glob of something white and black sitting there, a glob that smelled absolutely terrible to his nose. He had no idea how it could have gotten there or what it was, even, and looked about as best he could from his position. The only things he could see were a bunch of birds in a tree nearby. Had one of them done this to him? Fuck! He exclaimed loudly. He had learned that "fuck" was a word that someone used when they were angry, and he was definitely distressed!

The little one turned to hop down from the rock, dropping down onto the ground and trying to scrape the mess off his front. With the coloration of his fur it didn't really stick out much when he did that, though, mixing together and mashing into his chest with a few little pebbles added in. Fuck fuck fuck!" He yelled. How could he get this shit off of him?! He tried to roll around a bit, but only succeeded in spreading it to his side as well. The smell was overwhelming! He tried to breathe through his mouth so he wouldn't have to smell it, whining quietly.