Dusk gazed at his mother, this wasn't new for him. No matter what he did he was always a disappointment. "Your a sad excuse for a son, what are smarts going to do for you. Ever since your father died you haven't been strong enough." His mother growled on and on. Dusk felt the need to roll his eyes, but that wouldn't be like him. He'd had enough of this treatment, he was leaving.
"You know what mother, Im sick and tired of this. I'm going somewhere I'll be appreciated." Stalking out of his family den he left his natal pack. He'd find somewhere to fit in, maybe he could prove to the pack he'd heard rumors about. He could be useful, so he set out with a hopeful attitude
Scar: Scratched Hind Leg [Right]
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