Rafferty, despite his size and mass, thought he was doing an alright job at keeping clear of others. The shadows housed him, where he could, surviving on his own despite the way something in him yearned for company. He knew it was out of the realm of possibility; he knew better. He had gotten close to Tadhg, had come so close to something, and then it had fallen apart.
His Pa's taunting, cruel voice echoed in his mind whenever he thought he might try to be something more, something else, and then he retreated to his silence where he deserved to be.
Rafferty's hulking shoulders bunched up as he forced his way through a thorny, bristly bush, grunting as they clawed and snagged at his thick fur. The Irishman pushed through until he was free, spreading his toes in the soil as he glanced over his shoulder to peer at the damage. Thorns and broken twigs were snagged in his fur, and he eyed them with dismay, but ultimately, Rafferty looked away.
He had no need to care to put in the effort to clear them away, and if they knotted — well, maybe if something tried to bite him, he'd have some additional bite to give back. Rolling his shoulders as he thudded his way to the pool of water, Rafferty winced at the way his nose and eyes itched.
Yearning festered amongst his Pa's taunts, and Rafferty clenched his jaw with a purposeful chomp before he released, leaning down to stiffly lap at the water.
His Pa's taunting, cruel voice echoed in his mind whenever he thought he might try to be something more, something else, and then he retreated to his silence where he deserved to be.
Rafferty's hulking shoulders bunched up as he forced his way through a thorny, bristly bush, grunting as they clawed and snagged at his thick fur. The Irishman pushed through until he was free, spreading his toes in the soil as he glanced over his shoulder to peer at the damage. Thorns and broken twigs were snagged in his fur, and he eyed them with dismay, but ultimately, Rafferty looked away.
He had no need to care to put in the effort to clear them away, and if they knotted — well, maybe if something tried to bite him, he'd have some additional bite to give back. Rolling his shoulders as he thudded his way to the pool of water, Rafferty winced at the way his nose and eyes itched.
Yearning festered amongst his Pa's taunts, and Rafferty clenched his jaw with a purposeful chomp before he released, leaning down to stiffly lap at the water.
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