That hurt a bit. Russ sighed, "I don't know what I'm doing wrong here." He wished someone would give him a clue. "Fine. Stay in here tonight. Do whatever you want." He stalked off leaving the kid to explore. He was frustrated and getting angry again. "I'm going out." He went out of the cabin, he needed to kill something. Before heading into the woods, he disabled the car so the kid couldn't steal it. He stripped off his clothes and left them in the chair on the porch then started running. He shifted mid stride, catching the scent of game, he disappeared into the forest, a fleeting shadow of black fur.