Anger It Burns A Seethes
predator, it was what I was. Hunting, killing, preying on the weak. I wasn't always like this, no, no, no. It was THEM, the red ones that changed me into this beast, this monster. But miss Lillith, my Lillith, my pretty fur and her dear one. They trained me, reeled me in. I have learned. little by little. You do not kill, eat, or attack pack. They are true family. Not like the red ones, the ones who spoke the language of her birth. Francais. I had not spoken that god awful language since my flee. I felt safe, proper when Latina flew from my lips. The language of true demons. My father, the one I killed taught me it. English, the common tongue did not sit well with me. But Lillith had said only demons had the privilege to hearing the beautiful words flow from the lips of the other demons. I look now, my eye searching for a new play toy. A red one must die today, for there fur irritates me. The remind me of mothers pack. One day I would return and slaughter them all, it would be my revenge. My ears perk in interest now as I spot him, my target so large and with a coat of flaming red, like a fox. He was at least 40 inches towering above me. My game would be the innocent lost french girl, looking for her mate, yes. I would speak the awful language only so I could kill him. Walking close I let my tail drag low as I come to stand in front of him.
"Pardon Moi. umm, umm Have you been seeing another like moi? Il est noir avec umm rouge? He is my um home? I have gotten perdu. Could you guild me please, to the packs? "
My words were broken as I attempted to speak the common tongue and purposely mix it with my french on in a innocent way. When he turned his back I would kill him, when he fell for the act he would be my dinner. My ears perk cutely as he answers
"Sure can miss, what appens to be yer name eh?"
Soon I would strike, he just had to turn, perhaps someone would join my fun?
In Ruin It Will Leave Your Heart
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