<font color=424254 size=2 face=georgia><font style=letter-spacing:2px> Shattered Heart</font></font>

With a Crystal heart Shattered by a Forbidden love. Lost Within my own Puzzle ;;

There had been some time since my last fight. My moves weren�t as fast as they were before, especially after being forced to take down one so loved by my sister. Amissus Anima was my father and with the help of three other wolves I had been forced to take his life. After all he had done to me it was hard to understand why it had been so difficult, so painful to take his life. My father was no loving wolf, no kind hearted leader. Banished from his own pack by the very members he came to Moladion and found that I was still alive. He wanted to end my life himself for what I have done. I fled his pack and came to Moladion years ago in search of a better life and for that he considered me a traitor. I was the heir to the throne, but I didn�t want to take it from such cruel king. Perhaps it is true. Perhaps I had been a coward. But I don�t know if I would be able to banish Amissus Anima from the pack once I was named the new king. Fate had other plans and brought him to myself. Not to banish him from a pack and take his own home from him, but to end his life. If all of this could have been avoided? If I resisted more to his constant tortures and took the throne? Perhaps he would be alive today and it wouldn�t be so hard to look in Zen�s eyes.

I have avoided fighting for a few years and just when I had courage enough to try again, to raise my rank and become a true warrior again, life had decided to test me. My heart beats fast as I ran towards the attacker just after seeing him hurt Exodus�. The sound around me faded to dull thumps of my paws against the ground as my ears seemed to grow deaf and the images of the fight against Amissus came back to my mind in flashes. The pain on my scruff the only thing that kept me from telling myself it was only just another nightmare. The anger I felt was slowly fading to a strange cold feeling on my belly that made my heart race and my moves seem just instinctive. This was very familiar to me in the nights I trained with my father; afraid� Afraid of disappointing him, losing the fight, while this small hope of finally defeating the huge brute kept me going� But it wasn�t for my father today.

My grey and dark form reached the attacked and my jaws closed harshly around the middle of his tail. Gaze falling on Exodus� as he fled with his leg bleeding. The cold sensation on my belly faded slightly and my hearing just came back to take me back to a harsh reality. The pain on my scruff sharpened and a scowl nearly made me let go of the tail in my mouth. But I held it tight. In that instant, my eyes fell upon my opponent, seeing him making his move, twisting his frame. Jaws open to target my face. I tugged at his tail hard, hoping to cause more pain and make him miss the attack, but it was already late as his jaws were already on my face, close to my eyes. I closed them and felt his teeth cut my face, drawing a deep line across my skin. My left eye had been hit, even closed tightly. The sharp pain had been enough to make my jaws open and let his tail slip free, I swung my head away from his teeth and took a couple of steps away, walking sideways and releasing a loud whine. My left side exposed to him.

The pain was sharp, as if his teeth was still there, I couldn�t bear to open my left eye. In this small second, my head turned to look at him again with my only good eye. I would try to assume defensive stance, pulling my body away once more to face him. Dull ache on my scruff. Left eye taken. Something tells me that this won�t end well�

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