I find myself most alone today, unsual and very unwelcome. I do not like being without Anselm for long, not since that crazy boy that was supposedly his brother devoured my tainted eye. I feel him sometimes, every time he spies on me every time he is near, it is like my fur prickles standing on end as if preparing for… something. I hardly know what, but I know it’s that damned foul blooded creature that dares to say he is Anselm’s brother. He is hardly as perfect as wonderful as Anselm. He does not see as we do, he has some weakness and someday I swear I will rip his heart right out of his chest just to remove it from this world. Still I must push his foul form from my mind, he makes it hazy and I feel like I am on fire whenever I made eye contact. I hate him.

I continue forward finding my way into a small opening before easily navigating my light frame down the stones. I skillfully place each paw on a stone, despite my obvious handicap. No one would really be able to tell I was any different from the rest, really I wasn’t I was pure as they were now without my abomination in my head. That being my eye. Anselm had graced me by removing the useless thing, it had hurt and had been quite the embarrassing moment for me then Eden had to come and ruin the comfort I found safely nestled in Anselm’s fur. Later after he was gone I had gone to my ( surprise, surprise) worthless Mother’s empty den and raided her healing supplies. I took care of it as best as I knew how patching it for several days until finally I took off the web coverings. I remember looking at my reflection for the first time after it had healed, the small bloody mass of flesh that took the place of my eye looking much better than that ugly useless teal one. I looked bad ass, I had to say. No one had dared approach me about how I lost it yet, and if they did, they wouldn’t get the truth out of me… Not ever.

Not even father had seen it yet, even though it seems father feels like he should grace me with the freshness of his scent around the pack, yet he has that other ugly woman running about that he betrayed my mother for on several occasions. Useless…. my whole family. Even Iscariot who I thought I could find some companionship in abandoned me. Anselm is all I need now, I will purge them from this world for they are all weak petty creatures. Anselm will help me of this I am certain… I will start with Sable and Apollo if either decide to show their disgusting faces, then Mother… I will save the most worthy for last, maybe they would plead for their lives at the bitter end or prove themselves capable of doing something other than hiding their faces.

I enter this strange cavern loving the feel of it, its dark mysterious nature. I don’t recall ever having come here before… Perhaps I shall show Anselm, perhaps we will make this our new spot. I move deeper though still not so far as to lose all light from the outside world. A slight smile tinges my maw perhaps making me look somewhat attractive though I never really had thought myself as such. My white paws move about so lightly there is hardly a sound. I have been practicing a lot lately about being silent. For when you hunt other predators you find you have to be more sneaky and silent than even with prey… Today I was not on the hunt to purge anyone from this earth I simply was exploring while searching for my light side.

I pause looking down a sharp cliff with many jagged edges, pondering what lay at the bottom. It was so dark it seemed endless and part of me wondered if that was where hell was. I kick a stone down hearing it clink off the edges but never the resounding sound of it hitting the bottom. Hrm. Perhaps someday I may have to throw someone down there. That certainly could be interesting, I cannot wait to hopefully find Anselm and show him this place, for now though I must content myself with being alone.