C22 The Rage Within

Issahil

Growling I charged at my father but he easily dodged and I ended up falling on the grass, bruising my elbow.

“Again!” He ordered and I jumped up to my feet, ignoring the burning pain of my bruise.

I closed my eyes, and drew a sharp breath. We circled each other cautiously and then I charged towards him.

Surprisingly, I got him this time, my claws grazing his arm