For a creature born from the swamps my pelt and paws remained uncaked with the bog and mud. I have figured out the best routes to move swiftly and quietly through the swamp and lately I have been venturing out of Iromar most of the time. I enjoy watching and observing the other packs and even speaking with them. I feel as if I am tearing down those stereotypes about the wolves that dwell in Iromar. Let’s face it ‘Here be Demons’ is pretty much a flat out lie. I mean there are hardly any left. They come and go and barely ever stay. They keep to themselves and not once do they do anything that is meant to benefit anyone in the pack. I know I am considered a Demon, now that I am the adopted daughter of Andras, and whether anyone will recognize that or not – does not matter – it only matters to him and me. I am proud to finally be able to have a parent. My very own did not care for me and I know Andras says my real Father did…it is simply hard to believe when he was never around.

I had to take care of myself. No one in my pack tossed me a bone or provided comfort or care. No one taught many lessons. I climbed out of the bogs, I ventured out and I made something of myself. I know I am still a puppy and there is so much I have yet to learn, but look at what I have accomplished. The daughter of a loner and a Servitor was about to become a member of Council, and soon, one day I hope to have the highest rank underneath Aithne and Andras. No one else deserves those high titles and not even Astaroth. Blood means nothing. Hard work, true grit, and determination does. He has done nothing with his rank. I have given it my all to become Asupex and now others wish to take that away from me. Well, they can try, but they will disappear back into the shadows. Just you wait – just you all wait and see – I will be the best, I will be the one they will have to look upon. Whether they see me as a mere pup or a weakling, or even with jealously it does not matter – I deserved what I get. I have always been humble, I have always been kind, but ever since Andras told me I needed to act with more confidence some sort of fire just sparked within me, I just hope it does not overwhelm me and turn me to ash.

I make my way to the borders of the newly formed pack. I had met with their male Alpha, but I wasn’t able to secure a truce or alliance. Now I am back and I understand his mate has taken charge. Quietly I sit along the edge of the border and tilt my head back as a haunting, chilling call is given to the Alpha and anyone else that heard. I mean no harm, truly I don’t. I just hope they can see past my pelt and eventually see something they may have never seen before from a wolf of Iromar.

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