TO DARKNESS, TO SUFFER WHEN I FALL
I WILL SEE YOU IN HELL

Poison hearts will never change..
The challenger had been dealt with, and so far no deaths were dancing across my conscience. That had to be a good thing, right? I wasn’t sure nor did I honestly care. Killing was something I found easy, something I was raised to do. As was my bother.. I sighed, stretching out in the shadows of my new territory. Already I had claimed a spot for myself; a large tree had died and fallen, drained of any kind of sign of life. It rested in front of a collection of large boulders, and if you knew where to enter from then you could find a gap that allowed anyone with a good trained eye to slip inside. Once in the collection of rocks, it was rather roomy like a little cave and worked perfect as a spot for myself and possibly my brother.. If he came. I wasn’t the type of wolfess to fall in love unless I was one hundred and thirty per cent sure I wasn’t going to be used, I had long ago had my heart splintered by another and it was still healing -- I was not one of those wolves who moped about it, either. I just longed silently, distracting myself with other little petty things as I went. Wasn’t too hard over all, but my brother did have a big part in my life and hence why I had invited him to my new lands to rule beside me until.. Well, just until.

Everything that happened outside echoed through into my little space if I had one of the smaller rocks pushed away from where I crawled in, but when it was over the gap everything was muffled. Today it was moved though, in wait for someone to arrive. I guessed a dead territory would pick up further attention, especially with a single regal. I knew how there were many power hungry brujos around, but I swung both ways so I would have been just as sure to watch out for any feminique’s as well; sure I didn’t get along with most of the female gender, but everyone once in a while I would want to enjoy their company, still I found myself trusting them over males most days. Gaining my respect and trust wasn’t an easy task but once you had them it was hard to turn me against you, I was as good a friend as anyone could ask for when you needed one. Most of the time I came across as a cold hearted killer though, because of that little voice in my head that I was still to tame. I was a killer, yes, but not as devoted to it as all others these days.

I stretched my bodice out, trying to make myself comfortable. The smell of dark, damp ground sunk into my dual sensors as I drew in another breath, picking up on something different as well.. A migratory, yeah that was it. Tulips danced to life on my pate, flowing legs pulling me up in one easy movement. I was lanky, but tucked myself in neatly enough to slide through the small gap and into the open. I allowed my eyes to adjust to the morning sun, thanking the thick shrubbery for making my lands mostly dark. Since I had returned I had gone over all the old markings and placed my own, changed little things slowly. Taking in another breath I figured out the location of the brujo and started towards the boarder, which helpfully wasn’t too far away; during my short stay here I had also gone across most of the land and figured it out, starting from the visible and obvious tracks to the more hidden. I was growing comfortable with where I was.

Taking easily five minutes, I had arrived at where the brujo stood. I studied him in silence, thanking the figure mentally for not stepping into my lands. The simple way he submitted spoke that he was not a coward, half ready for me; he was not fully on the ground, but I didn’t really mind. He had sincerity written upon his silhouette and that was good enough. Of course if I was wrong and he did turn out to be an asshole then killing him would be easy too.

Deciding to make myself known, or if he had picked up on my presence, visible, I stepped forth. Sere banner danced gracefully above my pretty little curves in a clear show of my dominance around here, but I knew he would have known who I was anyway.

‘Please stand, love.’

A small smile danced to life upon my beige lips, trying to make myself look friendly. I was in a good mood, and as long as stayed that way then he was safe. My voice was thick and warm like honey, inviting even. I was smaller then he, but I was smaller then most -- another reason why my brother was so protective. He did not always understand that I was older now, and could kill as easily as he could and that I was far from innocent.

‘This is Munashii Gekko and I’m Paranoia -- Answer me now for you seem like a smart one; why do you want to be in a pack, and out of them all.. Why mine?’

I found it a fair question, and if he came here for all the right reasons then he had nothing to be worried about. I didn’t want to be like all the other alphas, I wanted to get to know my members and form bonds in some way or another. I guess it was a moral of mine.