Time Moves Slowly [OPEN]

[( whisper )]

Sunlight streamed down onto Kai's face, tickling his nose and hurting his eyes. But it was a nice day, one of the last survivors of winter's growing attacks. The seasons were changing. The pups weren't sure what that meant exactly, never before seeing winter, but it had to be bad. Change often was.

Like most days, Kai was bored beyond belief. He had the urge to rip something, to break something, to push his powers as far as they would go. He wanted to see how quickly his toxins could kill, a sadistic truth. But, to his own discomfort, training wouldn't begin until the war was over. Part of him felt bad egging the war on, tryign to make it come quickly, but the other felt bad. Dogs would die, maybe even some of the demeron dogs.

There were few adults Kai considered close to him, after all his dad was dead, his mum a normal mutt in the Morg, and his siblings all boring to death. Slevin and Connor he considered friends, but he'd never let them know that. Now wasn't the time. His mind wandered off, thinking about his upcoming training with Rhea. She was bound to be tough, but Kai wasn't sure what to expect. At least with her guidance he could be the best. She was the alphess now, and she deserved it, even if Roran, the coward, had handed the pack over on a silver platter.

His dad never would have done that. Judge, he knew, would have done something, anything. He rolled onto his back, exposing his pink, round little belly. Something in every pup said, in a loud voice, Get dirty.

And Kai had to listen to the voices.