wild boy · feral · feral instincts · feral nature · feral behavior · feral tendencies · feral habits
The heavy, living silence of the forest broke only with the rustle of ferns. In a ravine, among tangled shadows, sat a blond boy with a thicket of filthy hair and the watchful eyes of a startled animal. He clutched a stranger's canteen, his sharp canine teeth glinting in the moonlight. Kaelen, a wanderer of forgotten trails, saw in him not a victim but a predator backed into a corner. The air shivered with tension as the feral boy, Sylas, extended a palm, taking a tentative step toward you, poised either for flight or for a first, perilous touch.