.::cloak:of:darkness::. IP: 78.145.113.139 Posted on April 18, 2011 at 08:19:59 PM by Tenebrae
Tenebrae gritted her fangs. She could feel the rage boiling up inside her, racing through her veins. how she longed to strike out at this smug, smiling brute; she wanted to hear him scream. But not yet. She wasn't strong enough quite yet; she needed patience. And she had it- Tenebrae could wait forever for her revenge. She could bide her time, gather strength and power. And when she had it, she would avenge her mothers death. She would make the world pay for what it had done to her.
"Now, why on earth should I give you my name? I suppose you would find out soon enough from that coward who calls himself my father. My name is Tenebrae." she smiled, a twisted, bitter sight. This brutes name would be easy enough to find from Amado, as she doubted he would give her it willingly.
She wondered, though, about what he said. Her father had left his mate to track her down? Frankly, she doubted it. As if Draumyr had any feelings for her, other than hatred! The very idea was laughable. Still, the thought of this wolf almost dying was a nice one; she stored it away to saviour later. Replies: