7

Dash

"Cage." I repeated the name of the little injured boy seated in front of me.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Where are you from?" I asked curiosity bubbling through me because I had never seen him in the pack.

"Around." He shrugged.

"That's not an answer Cage." I gave him a pointed look.

"Ok, I'm an outcast." He stated casually.

"Outcast, what did you do, you are too young." My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"I don't like talking about it." He frowned.

"Alright the then.” I sighed, as much as I wanted to inquire further, I knew it would just lead to him feeling uncomfortable hence, I just let it go. “Is that why you always come here and watch me training the pups?" I asked and he nodded yes.

"I don't have anyone to train me, so I just watch and practice later when I'm all alone." He stated the frown on his face deepening making me frown too.

"All done." I put his little foot which was now fully healed down. "Be careful next time, there are many traps around here."