#cub!thace

Thace’s eyes went wide and his wonky ears showing how sleepy he was pinned back. “Wha-what?!” he stuttered in fear. His fuzzy fur stood on end as he slowly came to the edge of the bed, but too afraid to take a peek. It was dark and scary! He didn’t like the dark!

@marmoranblade

Tiny Thace was running down a corridor without a care in the universe until he bumped into something. He looked up, and he froze in fear. Big. Male. Galra. Stranger. Bad! His furry ears flicked back as he backed away slowly, unblinking, his fuzzy mane standing on end. This Galra wasn’t his father, so he bared his small fangs and growled, trying to appear intimidating.

A corridor. That’s where he woke up. A dark, menacing corridor that glowed a daring light, like if he made a sound the metallic walls will devour him in a set of sharp teeth if they weren’t pleased with his behavior. The little cub still wandered around, trying to find someone for help, but no one was around. Large person-like things marched up and down some hallways, but Thace had the feeling that they weren’t going to help him. So he skittered into different rooms, some large some small, finding not a soul. Maybe no one was around? One of those machine people suddenly started marching his way, scaring the child into a run and through a door. He backed away from the now closed door, unaware of the Galra behind him.

The tiny Meadow cub was walking around the hallways, confused and a bit scared. He didn’t know where he was, where his Mama and sisters were, or the sunny meadows he called home. It was dark, cold and eerie here, and even though he had explored it with curiosity and a smile already it still bothered him. Why was he here to begin with? Walking into another new area Thace’s eyes caught sight of something other than the walls glowing. At first his ears were straight up in surprise but then relaxed, though his fuzzy mane stayed on end, heart pounding in his small chest. He never saw a Galra like him before. …Maybe if he stood still then walked verrrry slowly from where he had came he wouldn’t notice him.

The cubs ears shot up as he looked up at this stranger with wide eyes. Staying on his hands and feet, Thace hunched, the fuzzy mane on his back fluffing up. He didn’t know this person. He didn’t know where he was or what he was doing. Why? When? …Where’s his family? He stayed quiet and hunched. Should he run?…