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Krizia stared at the female like she was the bane of existance itself, and yet I was much too entranced to ever notice, it was like everything around me was melting away. My glacial blue eyes overshone in golden were simply transfixed as if nothing else mattered, and yet I recognized this feeling from when I had imprinted on my lovely Luna, and that bond had been broken when she had died and now it was happening all over again. My ears are perked as if she was about to sing to me or something, and yet of course, I know that no strange female was going to sing me a song. Even though she was a creature of black it seemed like she was the most vibrant thing in my vision. I can feel the growl bubbling from my daughter Krizia's lips, she wanted to protect the bloodline she belonged to. She probably would view this girl I gaze at as a corruption or something, but she shouldn't be behaving this way.

Imprinting all over again reminds me of Luna somehow, and just thinking that leads to all my memories, and as she moves my eyes follow her. Is it time for me to find the mosyt important thing in my life again now that Luna's gone? Krizia is glaring at her beside me with the heat of a thousand suns in her eyes, angrily, as if mentally swearing to murder the girl. If I need to I will put Ktrizia in her place before she can do such a thing, after all killing just for spite is not what we do. I have raised my children better and I have been raised better than that, and I'm sure Heyel would agree with me about the morals of my line. It's why we are so liked by the old assassin. I think about moving after her, because well as my new imprint should we not talk? Mhy ears flick in indecision, and Krizia is shifting in barely suppressed rage, and either way I cannot linger. I need to see about this strange female who fate has chosen for me.

I take a single step forward with my muscles rippling beneath my coat, stretching and releasing their pent up tension, my daughter at my side snapping to attention, her glare turning to me. "Mother was best for you", she spits at me accusingly, and my glacial eyes meet her icey ones, her lips crinkle and lift with her frustration as if she is want to snap at me, and the fur along my hackles lift and bristle as the flood of authority enters my glacial eyes. I had to follow the connection because not was like going against everything in my fibre. "She is my new imprint.Your mother I will always love but she is gone. She might need me." That is all I need to say to explain, because that is what I feel at this moment, and then I am moving.

Krizia is following me at my flank like a shark looking for it's next meal. The next meal to her was likely the girl I was setting out to meet, or at the very least verbally assault the poor thing and harass her. Krizia's ears are completely flattened and her fur is bristling like she's prepping for a fight. To Krizia this poor girl is a disease, suddenly she turned and nudged me and I halted in surprise. My gaze turns to her with eyes narrowed, and her angry facial features come into view. I snort once and speed up to a lope and hopefully she recieved the message. She stood there and looks at me with desperate abandonedment and betrayel but I do not turn back. She can take care of herself. She's a grown girl. A damned good assassiness to boot. I have to know who this girl I'm bonded to is, where she livbes and what she does, and I slow down as I come within ran ge of her. "Hello. May I sit with you?" My head tilts slightly, my tones smooth and curious, my tail giving a wag. "I'm Ezio. I live in Diveen."

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	Dead I am the sky watching angels cry, E Z i O Devil on your back I can never die
	Krizia stared at the female like she was the bane of existance itself, and yet I was much too entranced to ever notice, it was like everything around me was melting away. My glacial blue eyes overshone in golden were simply transfixed as if nothing else mattered, and yet I recognized this feeling from when I had imprinted on my lovely Luna, and that bond had been broken when she had died and now it was happening all over again. My ears are perked as if she was about to sing to me or something, and yet of course, I know that no strange female was going to sing me a song. Even though she was a creature of black it seemed like she was the most vibrant thing in my vision. I can feel the growl bubbling from my daughter Krizia's lips, she wanted to protect the bloodline she belonged to. She probably would view this girl I gaze at as a corruption or something, but she shouldn't be behaving this way. Imprinting all over again reminds me of Luna somehow, and just thinking that leads to all my memories, and as she moves my eyes follow her. Is it time for me to find the mosyt important thing in my life again now that Luna's gone? Krizia is glaring at her beside me with the heat of a thousand suns in her eyes, angrily, as if mentally swearing to murder the girl. If I need to I will put Ktrizia in her place before she can do such a thing, after all killing just for spite is not what we do. I have raised my children better and I have been raised better than that, and I'm sure Heyel would agree with me about the morals of my line. It's why we are so liked by the old assassin. I think about moving after her, because well as my new imprint should we not talk? Mhy ears flick in indecision, and Krizia is shifting in barely suppressed rage, and either way I cannot linger. I need to see about this strange female who fate has chosen for me. I take a single step forward with my muscles rippling beneath my coat, stretching and releasing their pent up tension, my daughter at my side snapping to attention, her glare turning to me. "Mother was best for you", she spits at me accusingly, and my glacial eyes meet her icey ones, her lips crinkle and lift with her frustration as if she is want to snap at me, and the fur along my hackles lift and bristle as the flood of authority enters my glacial eyes. I had to follow the connection because not was like going against everything in my fibre. "She is my new imprint.Your mother I will always love but she is gone. She might need me." That is all I need to say to explain, because that is what I feel at this moment, and then I am moving. Krizia is following me at my flank like a shark looking for it's next meal. The next meal to her was likely the girl I was setting out to meet, or at the very least verbally assault the poor thing and harass her. Krizia's ears are completely flattened and her fur is bristling like she's prepping for a fight. To Krizia this poor girl is a disease, suddenly she turned and nudged me and I halted in surprise. My gaze turns to her with eyes narrowed, and her angry facial features come into view. I snort once and speed up to a lope and hopefully she recieved the message. She stood there and looks at me with desperate abandonedment and betrayel but I do not turn back. She can take care of herself. She's a grown girl. A damned good assassiness to boot. I have to know who this girl I'm bonded to is, where she livbes and what she does, and I slow down as I come within ran ge of her. "Hello. May I sit with you?" My head tilts slightly, my tones smooth and curious, my tail giving a wag. "I'm Ezio. I live in Diveen."
	Call me a traitor, I'm just collecting your victims and they're getting stronger Dead I am the dog hound of hell you cry