I am the ghost that haunts Ruvindra. I am the ghost that haunts my lineage, after all they are what I am tied to. I am all that remains of the wolf who loves the fallen queen, unable to move on to the next plane, because there are issues unresolved. Here I hover in wait, stuck between living and death. Forever will I remain stuck between two worlds. The land of the living and the land of the dead, between being Nero and being the ghost of Nero, a fine line seperating the two. I am here waiting for my son and my daughters because they have not betrayed me. I am still ghost, Nero is sleeping within the mists of my mind. I am waiting for a release. I am waiting to see my binding connections, I wait without making any sounds.

I am a ghost flecked in black, the black shows my corruption. I am a corrupted ghost, my pale blue eyes unable to see anything for what it truly is. My vision is twisted and corrupted. And yet I am in the right place, my nerves tingling and something within me almost expectant. Expectant of what I do not know, or maybe I do know but I cannot understand. A ghost cannot understand expectation, and so I do noy understand it, and yet I feel as if I need to be here. I need something that is here, or I need someone that is here. Something. I need to haunt it. Someone, that is what I need. I do not to eat and I do not need to watch my back, because nobody can harm a ghost.

I see a girl that I do not recognize and the fur along my spine and tail bristles up. It i as if to make myself appear alive, but if she looks into these pale blue eyes swirled in crimson she will see that I am not alive truly, that I only pretend. "Nero." She comes closer and my fur remains bristled, but my head tilts on it's right axis and my tail waves a few times. I can recognize another ghost when I see one, there aren't many of us. My fur flattens back into it's natural state, pale sky blue eyes brightening in a downgraded mirror of her sparkling ones, and maybe I feel some semblance of curiousity. "Who are you? I can tell what you are." My tail waves behind me some more, my head lifting a little bit in that lingering expectation. I feel drawn towards the other ghost. I don't want to harm this female ghost, not like I want to do to so many others. I want to know things.