It was simply a joy to get to play with him! As I tugged on the bone with him, I felt like we were two peas in a pod. I even think that we were this elusive thing called best friends. I never really had something so wonderful with someone else before. It was like a nice warm day in spring, with the smell of flowers tickling my nose, and the song of birds filling the air. He was never too rough with me, and I can appreciate that, although I may be small, I am out to prove that I am fully capable in my strength and fully capable in my abilities. I have always had to fight to stay on top and to stay alive, even if I did it with a smile. Yet, he seemed to respect me in a way that I liked, and I playfully growled as the bone was tugged between us.

My own tail was rushing behind me like a hunting falcon in the sky. I was simply thrilled as another giggle slipped from my lips. When our eyes connect, I feel like it is pure bliss that intertwines our very existences. I know of the bond between my mother and father, and of Astaroth and that girl he keeps around. I have seen it my whole life, and I am born of it. The imprint bond. I have always felt...something around him, Roamin, but I never really understood it, and the more and more time I spent with him, the more it became clear. Today, it was clear like a cloudless blue sky, like fresh fallen water from the sky. He is my imprint, and my yellow eyes gleam in this moment as this truly sets in, and certainly excites me for our future.

As I play, I forget where we are. I forget that we are at my Father's throne in Iromar. I was so taken, so entranced in the moment, that when I see his expression change, I feel it almost immediately. I drop the bone, and turn my head to see my mother coming forth- with a smile on her face. My ears initially fall back, expecting to be scolded, and yet her smile throws me off. I cannot tell if this is a...good thing or not, and I manage a half smile towards her in response as she comes closer. She speaks, her words of Latin and filled with love. I know my mother loves me, I could tell she treated me slightly different to my other siblings. My ears perk up a little, and maybe she realizes he is just my friend and not an enemy of Iromar, he is a Taviora wolf! I take a few steps to meet her, to lick her cheek happily. I am about to say something, my mouth opening but she speaks again first. I find myself pausing, my mouth closing as I wonder what she meant. She does for me? Does what? I turn my eyes to Roamin, his tail still waved and I can tell he is nervous.

Time is a strange thing. Time is a thing that can move so fast and so slow. This was one of those moments, where you body freezes, the actions of others so quick and yet their motions seem so slow. Mother. She is a vicious thing, and I see it the moment her muscles twitch in his direction. Yet I cannot move, time to slow in my own mind, and Mother much too quick. She is upon him, my Roamin not expecting it and nor was I, although I am a fool to think otherwise. Her darkness is covering her light form, her wickedness is seething and clawing at my eyes as I see her fangs on my Roamin, as I hear his yelp like it is my very own voice. I must scream for him.

"NO!" I shriek, my body still seemingly stuck to the ground, like rocks were on my paws in the mud. I feel my breathing intensify, how harsh the air begins to feel with each breath in sync with his. How my fur becomes black needles. How my heart races and my jaws clench. I take a few steps forward, panic lacing my voice.

"No...no no no...Mother, stop...Mother please, stop!" I plead, my muzzle so close and yet so far, my face etched with a dread that she is hurting him too much. Yet, she is my Mother. I am of her, from her, and I cannot bring myself to harm her. I can only look, I can only plead as beg, until my eyes fall upon Roamin, seeing him being thrashed around like a rabbit. He...he is kind, he has a heart soft, a heart that does not deserve this, and I feel his pain as it swells in my heat, as our eyes connect and our soul seem to embrace one last time. His words cling to my ears like a sticky glue. I do not think they will ever leave. I think they will live with me forever, as they are the last things he ever says before I take his last breath with him, before our eyes unlock despite that I didn't look away, how I feel a sudden wrenching feeling that all that is good has been pulled from this earth.

"No...no no no..." I whisper, my yellow eyes growing wide, my very being feeling as if I was ripped apart piece by piece. It is like I am being chewed on my thousands of tiny teeth. My lips quiver as I stand rigid. I think I may have stopped breathing. Time made no difference here. I was here forever. I was never to leave this moment. I was to forever feel this way. I want him back. I cannot feel him breath anymore. I cannot feel his tail wagging anymore. I cannot feel anything. Only a poison seeped into my heart, a poison that made my body act upon its own feral desires. He is mine. He is Obsidian's now, and Ruby wants her vengeance. Ruby will take the blood that makes her red.

I feel my body snapping, flashing my fangs directly for Lillith's neck, directly for her weakest point while her jaws are still occupied. She is the one who taught me of the jugular. Ruby takes my jaws and goes right for it, no hesitation.

I aim to rip her neck right out. He is mine and Ruby will take Lillith's blood. Her eyes will be as lifeless as his. He is mine and I will have him back. I will snap onto her neck. I will bite with great force until I do not feel flesh anymore, until my teeth have ripped it all from her. I will not stop. Ruby wants all of the blood. I will be vicious. I will be without mercy. I want to see her deflated of all blood, to see it spilled all across Iromar. I snap and I snap. I go for flesh over and over. I taste blood and I only want more, Ruby wants more. I will not care if she fights back. I will not care if she pleads or begs. She gave no mercy for Roamin- my soul, she gave none and she deserves none. She deserves only to join the darkness.

I will continue to go fang to neck until she is on the ground lifeless or I am dead. I will continue to rip her neck out until there is nothing left to be called a neck. I will continue until she is nothing. I want him back, and Ruby will steals as many souls as she has to get him to play one more time.