Milo had to wonder what exactly he was going to do with his life. The young Grimm still was in mourning for the Twin they would never see, as he had passed..although each day that grew to be a burden the child learned how to cope with. While mostly quiet, and somewhat shy, the boy did well in his studies. He was eager to one day learn how to shapeshift into a wolf..but other than that he hadn't really thought about any future plans. He liked to draw, so maybe that was something?
The boy's ears laid back as he sighed, flopping on his stomach as he looked somewhat disheartened. While the house was filled with the love of his pack, Milo worried he wasn't going to be as cool as one of his older siblings..or as successful as his three parents. He literally had tons of brothers and sisters, some from his parents magic, others adopted, but they were all wonderful. Rolling onto his side, the small grimm decided to get out a pencil and art pad..turning on some music softly for background noise.
Once settled and relaxed, Milo began to scribble lazily with a small smile on his face. At least this was a nice distraction. Once he was at peace, he began to consider his options. Milo knew he was pretty good at cooking as well. The idea of working in a kitchen appealed to him, as much as becoming an artist did. Milo felt his brows furrow as the boy tried harder to consider what he should choose.
Groaning he realized this was why he was thankfully still in Academy and not off to college! Sighing with relief he shook his head. "When I do grow up..maybe I'll have a better idea in mind? For now..I just...want to enjoy my time." He mumbled, speaking from the heart as he zoned off.
