That ugly thing was catching up to me. I was no pleased in the slightest. It is raining, god damn water was soaking my fur and mud was coating my paws. I was not happy to say the least and the damn overgrown thing was following me. I am running from him, he obviously doesn't get the clue that I want NOTHING to do with him. He call out things in the air with his ugly dirty voice and I catch myself snarling as it is mixed with the pitter-patter of rain. I move with great grace and speed, though I am searching for Heyel, otherwise I this ugly black boy would have never caught up to me. Surly my Heyel had heard my calls. He should know that I hardly speak let alone shout. This is a very serious matter and I needed him immediately. No greater injustice could have been done than me imprinting on this...mutt!

I am not so dumb as to miss a white wolf such as Heyel. The damn guy stuck out like the sun in the sky, it was really unfortunate if you ask me. However, Chance has made things rather tricky as my copper eyes catch sight of my grandfather. the damn boy is trying to get in my WAY and I am about to snap his neck. The big black thing decides t get close as we pass Heyel, a snarl begins to ripple from my shiny black lips as I shoot him a glare, no, a death stare, a stare of get the hell away from me and don't come near me again. He swivels around, I see his actions as he makes his move in...trying to trip me. It wasn't going to work, dumb boy. I am smarter than you. I am faster than you and likely stronger too. He just looks like a fat overgrown oaf. Maybe I am being harsh but that is reality as I see it. I don't like anyone and I don't want anyone looking at me like this boy decides to look at me. It is horrible, disgusting, and Heyel must fix this. I make my move, jumping in the opposite direction of Chance as he tried to trip me. 'Stop moving, I just wanna talk,' NO, you fool, there is NO talking to be had with you. I hardly talk to begin with and now he wants some sort of pleasant conversation? He can go die in a fire for all I care. My ethereal form, the form of a goddess so strong and yet so dark and beautiful does the perfect pivot jump away from Chance, I am most stunning in the rain despite the extra weight the rain adds to me. I am a jewel among the lesser jewels of the droplets of rain that fall around me. My paws of creamy grey do not stop, they do not fail or falter me as I perfectly avoid Chance...for the most part, so maybe my tail ended up touching the thing, maybe but I will not admit it. I am inclined to not think about it because the way he looked at me, he probably enjoyed it. My paws dash, coming up to Heyel with a look of anger in my eyes, burning like the world would burn one day for this terrible injustice done unto me.

Heyel does not look pleased to be all wet. He can get over it. He has work to do, very important work. I come to a halt, my hackles raised in displeasure, my breathing hard from all the running I did to find him. Heyel brushes up against me and I feel slightly comforted, I however do not return such a gesture, I am much too stressed about this ugly thing that seems to be attached to my leg. Heyel leaves me and I march right with him. Chance dare not try to touch me with Heyel around. I do not sit like Heyel does, Heyel always likes to sit for some reason but I find standing to be superior. My copper eyes turn to see if Chance follows, and if he does I will flash my fangs at him as a warning to get the hell back. I turn back to Heyel, my eyes narrowed in a soft rage he has likely never seen before. He speaks the common tongue for this boy. How insulting.

"Aui ponere oportet me hoc injustitia. Hoc statuit vestigia mea. Et sustulit eum volo nolo. Ipse me intuetur cum perverterunt oculos, est maxime crassa et maxime terribilis. Volo nolo displiceat ei pulicem unum gnatonicus, blizzard ex vaporibus aestivi solis brumalem rimus. Tristi avus frangere potes hoc mihi? Tristi vos can doce me quomodo? Oportet me scire. Oportet me scire NOW!"(Grandfather, You must fix this great injustice upon me. This thing has decided to imprint on me. I do not wish this and want him removed. He looks at me with perverted eyes, it is most gross and most terrible. I dislike him like I dislike the flea, the parasite, the heat of the summer sun and the blizzard of the harshest winter. Surly, Grandfather, you are able to break this for me? Surly you can teach me how? I must know. I must know NOW!)

Yes, my voice raises beyond normal levels at the end. I have, however, gathered myself for the most part. I still have a bit of anger on my face, tension still flows in my body like the streams of rain on the earth. I make sure to get close to Heyel, to stay away from the ugly thing. Heyel can fix it. I know he can. My coppers are glued to my Grandfather, filled with rage and hope all the same. Be my hero Heyel. I don't want to doubt in your abilities. Maybe I am just desperate. I have good reason to be though. Heyel must know how to stop these terrible things from happening and he was going to tech me. He would always teach me whatever I wanted to know, and I am a girl who wants to know a lot. I want to know everything, to be everything and to dominate all. This is just another thing I need to learn, I am sure of it.