Light 'Em Up!!

Be careful making wishes in the dark, dark
Can't be sure when they've hit their mark
And besides in the mean, mean time
I'm just dreaming of tearing you apart

The white female seemed polite enough, her positioning speaking of respect and curiosity. I found it easy to want to welcome her into my home just by the sight of her. Faultless white, as my parents had been, and those before them had been. My, for lack of a better term, birthmark heralded my task in life. That I was born with a mark of black across my eye gave me something to over come in the harsh wilderness of the north. Was I from the tundra? No. My home was in the mountains, in the snow capped monoliths of glory and strength. I was from a place where there was so little life we had to go down into the trees to find sustenance. This girl, with her icy stare, she seemed as if she knew hardship. She had an air about her that spoke of overcoming obstacles, of succeeding where others have fallen. A killer knows a fellow killer when she spots it. No sooner than the thought whispered across my mind, the wolf answers my question.

"May I ask you an odd question, Ailith?" The question is more like a statement, simply telling her I was going to inquire about it either way. "Do you think you could follow an order unquestioningly?" I tilt my head at her, my haunches lowering to sit, the half of tail I attempt to wrap around my hips, though it barely covers my thigh. I sigh, the stubbed thing looking rather gnarled at the end thanks to scabs and herbs put there, what an eye sore. My gaze returns to the female, awaiting her answer. I know it will be a bit confusing. Her answer will decide her fate here. I take loyalty and trust seriously, and already one I had given refuge to has decided to try and turn on me.

A constellation of tears on your lashes
Burn everything you love, then burn the ashes
In the end everything collides
My childhood spat back out the monster that you see