Lucas was dreaming or at least that's what he thought it was. But part of him worried it was a memory but one that happened during childhood. Was that him sitting there as a child?
The child looks like him but can't be more than five years old at the most. His eyes are shining with tears and he's hugging his knees to his chest. A woman with a scowl on her face whacks him on the side of his head with a wooden spoon, anger on her face. He doesn't understand why she's so angry at him or what he's done wrong.
"You failed even the most basic moves we tried to teach you" she hissed "all of it was wrong, none of them were correct. Do you know how humiliating that is? The strongest warriors in the pack have the weakest child in the pack as their son."
He can't comprehend what she's saying. He'd
