Anger It Burns A Seethes
Drip drip drop little winter flurries. I loved winter, the lush snow against my fur, the way blood stained the ground with such intimacy. It made me feel so dangerous. Of course, there was no question that I was dangerous, I loved death, I loved the demons code of conduct. I loved everything about my new life. My family, my Lillith and Andra's had taken over hell and I was free to do practically as I pleased. I could flaunt my rare demon marks and slink around in the swamps. I was a beauty and I knew it. I stare now at the beautiful spray of blood surrounding me, I had taken down a boar, made it bleed out with once sinking my fangs into its neck. It was practice for my mission to become Iromar's head assassin. To make my Lillith and Andras proud. Pretty fur was my family, she made me understand. I sit in the dead center of the carnage of that was the boar what a beautiful color, yet only when it was being drained from ones body. Red wolves, pure red wolves all had to die. Only the demons and there colors were safe from my wrath. I hated red wolves, hate hate hate them. I growl to myself, I think of that pack and my skin crawls. I had killed them, all who had mocked me and then I killed the wolf that helped create me. I was a monster, but only when invoked. I loved fun, I loved the demon pups, I loved my Lillith. It is now I wait, for who or what I do not know. Someone will come, and I will play my games with them. I love games, and I sing my song. Drip drip drop little winter flurriesssss.
In Ruin It Will Leave Your Heart
|Eclipse| Female | 8 yrs | none yet | Iromar | No Children HTML BY HARUMI
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