I continue to lash into her throat, I continue past the laughter, past her words. They mattered not. They will never matter. I am not her. I will never be her. Ruby wants her blood, and she has no Ruby. Her and Ruby are alike, maybe, but not I. I am driven by Ruby to make her bleed all over Iromar, and bleed she does, until she is on the ground, nothing but a pile of wolf. A wolf that I tear out with my teeth. Rip after rip. I tear at her neck, and I ensure that her blood is spread across the ground, flinging bits of her in the air in my drive to make sure she died with no mercy, no compassion, as one so cruel as to put Roamin in pain deserves no less. I feel my heart beating so quickly, and yet it is colder than it ever has been. I am stuck in this place, stuck in this world without his warmth of soul, for eternity it seems, despite the fact that I just stole Lillith soul for myself. Her soul is mine, trapped forever in misery, and I will get Roamin back.

I stop my jaws from digging into her, my yellow eyes drifting from the dead woman to Roamin. My heart swells up. My body begins to shake, my fur coated in Lillith's blood but I hardly knew, hardly even realized, as all I could see was his dead form on the ground. I whine, a whine most pitiful, my trembling legs barely carrying me to him. I collapse on him.

"No, Roamin, No, come back, please, please come back, please don't leave me, please..." I beg, my voice desperate as it cracks. I swallow back my own tears, my yellow eyes gazing down at his face. My muzzle reaches in, my face rubbing against his, my eyes closing as I start to feel his body grow colder, and my very being grow colder with it. I weep for him, silently, pressed against him. I will bring him back. I have to. I cannot stay here forever. I have to bring him back. My labored breathing holds as I gently lick his face, resolve of some sort coming to my mind. Solaris.

I must go to Solaris. Solaris must know what to do. He was so kind to me, and so kind to Roamin. He has to know how to bring him back. Roamin's father, he was a healer, he knew herbs and such. He was in Taviora too. Solaris would know him. Solaris had to help. The thought of my dead mother didn't even come to my mind as something to be concerned about. She was nothing. She did not matter. I needed Roamin back, and that is what I was doing.

"I will make you better, yes, my treasure, Obsidian and Ruby will bring you back, and everything will be fine. We will be fine, and we will play...yes, yes! We will play again, you and me, I will get you help. I am sorry, it may hurt, I have to...drag you, but you will okay, I will bring you back," I whisper in his ear sweetly, though my voice trembles like a tree being struck by lightning. I nuzzle his face with my own blood-covered muzzle, his own blood mixing with my mothers upon me, before I lift my form, my teeth grabbing his scruff. I bite down, dragging him through Iromar as quickly as I could.

It was a long a difficult journey from Iromar to Taviora. He was a little bigger than myself, but he was younger than me. I managed to drag him all the way to Iromar. It left blood. It left bits of him behind, but...but I cannot get them all, not yet, but I will. I will go back for each piece of fur, every drop of blood. I just had to get him to Taviora. My jaws hurt. I felt like my teeth were going to fall out, but it didn't matter. All the pain in the world did not match up to him being dead. I will take it all to have him smile at me again. That is how I got him there, after many hours. I go to Taviora.

I shake even more now. My muscles are weary. I feel weaker than ever. I breath heavily, letting Roamin drop to the ground gently at the edge of Taviora. I lower my muzzle to him, my voice still desperate as I speak to him again, "You see, Roamin? You see? I got us here. We are here and I will get your help, and you will all better, yes, all better, just, we just have to get them to come, and they will come and they will help you." I help an awkward smile on my face, as if I am comforting him in these moments, letting him know I will take care of him. I gulp, my throat whispering for water. I can't right now though. I have to get help. I raise my muzzle, a howlish noise coming from me, but it is littered with the facets of a scream of desperation, calling out to Solaris, to the healer. I needed them, and I wasn't going to wait. I made my call, hoarse and bright, smothered in desperation. I grabbed Roamin's scruff again, dragging him into Taviora, ignoring borders as there is no time to wait. I would not stop until I see someone. My form, drenched in blood, had no time to waste. Roamin still had to be in there, he had to, and he just needed to be healed, right?