Victor had been stalking for sometime. Watching and waiting. Always watching Logans little cub. Even now. He was. By the X-Mansion. In the foliage of the surrounding forest. His amber eyes Watching the little cub.

The cub was by the pond, it was a tiny thing. A little runt. Like it's father, he smirked. The runt was catching frogs. And was, admittedly really good at it. His eyes continued to watch the runt. Who was alone.

And he slowly began to approach.