I did thoroughly enjoy being in Enderly's company, it wasn't boring to say the least. He had so many games to play, many of them mind games. He was deceitful, you always had to be on your toes and sift through what he said to find the truth and the lies. He used his charm to his advantage and if you let him, his mischief would cause chaos. His motives behind what he does are still unknown to me, if he has motives at all or simply does things for the hell of it. In our first meeting he tried to peal away the protective walls I had set up till he got to the secrets I had. I don't know why he tried, he had no use for them, but then again I had no idea why he does anything. I think the reason I liked him so much was because he tested me.

I should have known better than to allow the embarrassment to show at the mention of Astaroth. Now I had his full attention and the grin he gave me let me know he wasn't going to drop it. He chuckles while I try to explain that Astaroth and I are not mates, but there is something there that neither of us understand. Then his ears swivel forward with interest and a single word pops from his mouth: "Imprints." I don't understand the word, i'd never heard of it before and his tone makes me think its something rather unpleasant. "Imprints? I copy with a tilt of my head, confusion clearly written on my features.

Suddenly he is up and pacing around me, staring at me with what seemed to be a new found interest. "I see you have not figured it out. There is a curse to these lands in which another... opposite... of you is found and your souls are combined. Part of you lives in him and part of him lives in you. Can you not feel him? That tug at your chest?" he says, coming forward and touching my chest gently with his maw where I should feel Astaroth's soul. I blinked and stared down at where he touched me. It was true, I did feel the connection between us, but a curse? Was what he saying true or was it partially true? "That really doesn't seem so bad," I say as he sits down, I don't believe it was a curse, atleast for me it wasn't.

I feel like a pup again listening to him teach, learning for he obviously had more experience in this field. His ears suddenly fall back and he leans forward with a different look in his eyes. You have not been told then... if he dies then you shall die too. And if you die then so will he. You are bound to each other. Practically mates!" he says, and I am taken aback slightly. Was what he told me the truth? Would death come to one of us if the other died? He seemed to be telling the truth, but then again it was Enderly. I guess I decided to believe him, atleast for the time being. If I find out later he lied to me I would have to come speak with him again, and that encounter wouldn't be as fun. "Well then i'll just have to make sure he doesn't get himself killed, since that would be rather inconvenient. And I have no intentions of dying anytime soon so he has nothing to worry about," I say almost matter of factly.

"I too have another half, although I am not as inclined towards her as you seemed to be with yours. Bad luck on my part I must say." he says with a grimace that I can tell is sincere. Maybe I had gotten lucky with Astaroth and others were brought together with less than pleasant results. If only I could see how beautiful of a distraction this was from the fact that I was being lied to. My suspicions were still raised but he had atleast put the thought into my head and I had considered it.