Pine trees are annoyingly straight. One thing that surely was a mistake from the gods. Hardly our fault, because from up there we can’t really tell how hard it would be for one wolf to climb them. But from other point of view, we can’t just make it all easy for the mortals. It still annoys me to death. Heh. Death. Funny statement for a greater being. Still, when my paws cross the gates of heaven again in all their power, exploding pine trees will be my newest hobby. But for now I’m happy sitting right in front of one and staring at it until it either drops dead or melts. No, I do not believe I have heat vision. That is the god of the sun’s luxury. Egocentric bastard. He thinks himself the center of the universe – I’m staring at the tree, wondering just how much powerful my stare can be. Or how much boring for the god of war. The gods are all watching me. The great Zeus. I’m trying to achieve utter boredom so they will blow this tree up.

Any mortal finding me staring at this tree may think me well lost. But who said I want them to think otherwise. There are only two possible outcomes to this. One, they underestimate me and I kill them. Two, they think I’m dangerous, which they would be completely right, and stay away. My name echoes through these lands like a curse, a plague. That is what I wanted to see. That is what I told them would happen. My name will be heard, my name will be spoken and most of all, it will be remembered and feared.

Now. Perhaps the gods will not blow the tree up. It would be an amazing show. Shame. It is time for me to go back to the Grotto. A nice sleep would be welcome now. That pup drives me insane! At least nobody saw that. The greater humiliation I’ve been through by the lake. Everlast. Ah. Now look at me taking care of a pup. I bet I reek of cuteness. It is disgusting. Why they got to be so sweet and so. Fluffy. They are monsters created to enslave us. Not even I can resist their fluffiness! Now I can hardly sleep without having that tiny wolf serving as a pillow. She should be honored. But she is not!!! She is just happy and bouncy. Dumb little creature.

My form raises and turns around, starting to head towards the Grotto while my mind is cursed with thoughts of the pup.