You will believe my lies That I'm not like other guys

That sparkle in my eyes Is just part of my disguise

It was not the call that bade the darkness of Stella forth, his mind has seen decline since his second year. Thoughts begin to circle within the confines of such brilliance. Yes, she was right when she assumed her own shadowy fiends had come forth from her loins. He was unsure about his litter mates and where they could be, what they could be doing. As his mother had before him, he finds little care for such trivial workings of blood. Like his father, he would rather see it run before him in red tides that drowned everything caught in its path. It was this genetic material that had lain the ground work for the shadow to release itself, as so many times before it had been denied.

The last to be born from the first litter of Stella and Lucian, the darkness bade to it all its heathen and savage brethren. If the girls received a talent of their own, the three year old did not know. He had not stayed near enough to them to find out. Cast into a mortal body, he set about training his lanky form, running up and down the faces of the crags. Climbing into the depths of the grotto below them. He would haunt these two places for his life, they were his kingdom, and the ones who sought refuge here were only allowed to stay.

Perhaps, it is...the noise of others that bids the darkness come to them. His eyes like matte sapphires made of the darkest stone possible, golden crown tilted on its pedestal to a degree that would seem off setting to most. He listens to them in the dark, intelligence is gathered between those gilded ears, and taut teenage muscle coils beneath the ebony pelt that is studded in subtle silver lace. Ashen paws slip silently against the rock floor, ears back against his broad skull. A rumble is all he issues from his lungs as he moves, drifting with all the confidence of a floating continent across the cavernous depths toward the gathering.

Witness the monster in the making, he studies you, watches each of you as you pair off. Unknowingly endangering his own soul, and risking an irrevocable bond that could make him or break him.

THREE // 41 IN. / 199 LBS. // ALONE // STELLA X LUCIAN