Akecheta

A large gray brute trotted into these lands so familiar. He hadn't been here in so long and his eyes opening at last. His peaceful, brave, and kind heart was now drownding in anger and hatred for what has been done to him. His paws smacked the ground with a forceful impact, hulting as he sat down and gazing to the endless sky.

What now? He thought out of pure boredom. There must be someplace, and something for him. It seemed as if his world had come crashing to a hult and burning down upon him. His ears pulled back to his skull bitterly as he sat there in silence.