Seri had neglected to take time for much of anything, particularly when it came to processing the fact that his mother had merely disappeared from his life without a seeming trace… how she had been so upset about questions about his father and how his father had so many other children as well… and they had all gotten to grow up together. His mud brothers knew them better than he did! It didn’t feel particularly fair, but at this point he had learned that life was not fair. As the weather warmed, it was supposed to get easier but the lack of water had resulted in prey being scarce in the territory he now called home.
The prey went for the water… and so he returned from a trek out there to try and bring home something. From what he knew, Viorel and Vanadis had more puppies, and he wanted to bring a rabbit to leave by the den. It seemed like the respectful thing to do and rabbits were the easiest thing for him to catch… it was what he had been raised on. Being respectful was really all he wanted to be. He wanted to be a good pack member… but first, he really just needed to figure out what a pack member was. What was he supposed to do? He didn’t know if he had any one particular job or if he should try to do anything and he didn’t know who to ask about it either. Did he ask Eros and Archer?
Should he bother Viorel with those questions? He didn’t know… so instead, he silently observed and tried to do what he noticed.