This place, Moladion they called it, reeked of my sister. She was here, I was certain of it. My poor poor, idiotic little sister had cornered herself in this place, and, the hunter I was, was closing in for the kill. She'd escaped my grasp for far too long, but not this time. This time Denali would hang lifeless from my jaws like she was always destined to. She was a coward, like the rest of our family and deserved to have her innards hanging from the trees, much like I had done to our parents. I was destined to rule and they had ripped that away from me, after treating me like nothing more than a piece of shit. I loathed them, and Denali who refused to acknowledge what they were doing to me. Unfortunately when I sent the rogues in to terminate my family, she escaped. Her damn speed, she was so much smaller than the rest of us, and subsequently so much faster. But that fragile body of hers would snap under my jaws when I found her. Since I couldn't rely on my rogues to get anything done correctly, but there was always more pride in doing things yourself.

I stalked through a dense forest where I spent most of my days. I knew my sister would not come here, she wouldn't risk being in a place where she couldn't use her speed fully. I was slowly getting closer to her, but I was in no rush. I wanted her to panic, to feel fear as she knew I was coming for her. Only then would I strike. But that would come in time, right now I was learning the ways of this land. It was certainly different than the mountains from which I grew up. There were several packs here, something I wanted. After my sister was dead, I was going to rip the crown from one of the weak wolves of Moladion. They didn't deserve power, I did; I was destined to be king, it was written in my stars and I would go through hell to see that they shined true.

The shadows danced through the trees as the moon beamed down, trying to illuminate the demons that hide inside this forest. I wasn't scared, the deamons inside me where on the same side, they urged me on in my path. I was growing bored though, where the hell was all the fun? There didn't seem to be anyone around and that disappointed me. So I decided to take matters into my own paws. I howled, a deep, dark howl that would attract only those brave enough to seek its owner. I may be evil but I did enjoy company. My howl faded off into silence as my grey eyes scanned the area, looking for anyone.

Come out come out wherever you are my friends of the night...

A lie is a lie, with crossed hearts and hopes to die....