Dead memories of a Legend
Chapter III Prophecy of Dark days

She was playing the poor innocent girl, wasn’t she? Wasn’t it so coward to send such a girl to spy on me? They were the ones who sent her and I am simply more than happy to tear her down piece by piece and send her back dead. The attitude was taken quick and my actions were merciless. My target and intentions were clear now more than ever. She was afraid.

My form lunged forward and I grasped her by the chest, shoving the girl down and tearing at her skin piece by piece. She cried and squirmed desperately underneath me, kicking and clawing, trying to defend herself. Teeth staining her fur red as well as my own. I sought to inflict pain, to make her remember this day. So it can be printed into her memories forever. Imortal, as I was. When I asked where the angels were, she whimpered. She wasn’t with anyone at all? My jaws released her neck for that moment and with a deep growl…

- Being with them is enough for this. I shall send this message anyway.

She kicked and fought, squirming and crying. Tears rolled down her muzzle and that made me even worse. She was crying. She managed to kick me right at the belly and claw at my sides, surely leaving trails of blood. It took so much effort not to simply smile. She was feeling it and now she knew how it was to truly enrage me.

Forcing her down I attacked again, taking her left leg as the target, seeking to grasp it between my jaws, as I did to her neck. With all my strength I would pull my head down on it, drawing a deep cut on the muscle there. This is my mark and the one they will carry. Vague was the first and now she will spread this message more.

My goal is hardly to kill innocents, but those who stood on my way. But this won’t stop me from sending a message through this girl. I’ve been too merciful for too long and this is it. No more. And I need… To go after that wolf. The wolf who walked through shadows. He must be killed as well. That Amir

Should I draw my mark upon her leg I would finally release her. Letting her go.

- Find Amir, girl! And tell him to come for me.

I would laugh at the girl, daring her to face me as well.