This land had peaked my interest for some time. I had been wanting to visit a place that I hear welcomes and is owned by a wolfess that didn’t mind those like us. I stay close to him at all times or him me. I was his after all, Lihi, Mine, he had named me all those years ago and I was always fine with that. He saved me after all, he made me pure even if it didn’t fix my ailment at the very least it was torn from my body. Nothing, not even my own blood of my family could change the bond I had with him. It wasn’t imprinting, I thought it was something more, for I feel no such devotion as I do to Anselm for my own imprint. It was apparent.
I hadn’t joined his pack, nor had I tried to follow that of my now known father. I haven’t spoken to anyone over what I had overheard between them. Malina and this ‘Covet’ wolf. Malina, my supposed ‘sister’ back in my childhood was actually my mother and she had given me to, I guess, my grandmother for safe keeping of sorts? I laugh at the thought. It makes more since I much rather be hers than Brooke’s and Beowulf’s… And this Covet after all the chaos that had occurred I wanted nothing to do with him.
I have no real attachment to Diveen or the family there but his foolhardy attachment to some grudge hardly made him worth my time to get to know. He was a dead wolf. I know where I get this supposed ‘affliction’ now and I hardly care. I don’t find it as they do, a problem. It is my life I do what I wish with it and it helps Anselm and his curiosities and that makes me happy. So with those thoughts in mind I head to the plains, the lands where the ‘Monster’ is the title of its queen and the beast known as Tobias rules as her King.
Partly I am curious to how they manage such a pack. Perhaps this will not work out at all, but I think Anselm and I could work well with some like-minded wolves. So I stand at the border now, waiting for my white furred partner to join me and see exactly who this ‘Monster’ is.