My senses are feeling overloaded. Overwhelmed. I hear so much. I see so much. I am wet and I am cold. A chill rips down my spine and I am not sure why. Obsidian is laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing and I feel my breath getting heavy until it seems to disappear among the darkness and laughter in my own mind. I am huddled in myself, my yellow eyes fixated on bones and bones, the smell of death and dirt. I am frozen and unblinking. My heart is beating and beating, yet at the same time I still feel so empty. So empty that the laughter seems to echo inside of my own shell.

The laughter fades and the sound of rain clashing against earth returns to my ears. Another shiver runs down my bones but this time I am on alert. Something is different. The world comes into focus again. Slowly. Very slowly. I do not know why. But I know why. But I don't know why. And then I know, when the sound of deep vocals cuts through rain and invades my ears. That is why I was brought back to the cold outside world. Someone is here, and the words they say cause my jaws to clench and grind. I had not heard the growls, I had not heard or realized anyone was there until that moment when that word...that word of someone who does not exist clamps onto my throat.

Mother he says. Mother. My head slashes towards him, my eyes fixated and wide as I see him. It is dark fur, large, red, and my first instincts are just as his- he is father, he is Andras wishing to kill me and this has me scramble to my feet, and yet my mind is still there, still questions why he says that vile word, mother, and my spiked hackles only hinge upwards more. Astaroth. I find my body shaking and trembling with a growing rage inside of me. Mother. I am not that thing, I will never be her, and my teeth bare at him, a snarl ripping from my jaws violently.

"NEVER! NEVER! I will NEVER be her, I am not! I am not, NEVER mention her, NEVER!" I yell, my smaller frame jumping forward with each breath of my body towards him, insanity reflecting in my yellow eyes as her face flashes before me, her words once again slipping into my ears, her poisoned words, you are me, I hear, my head shifting to see another, the face is dark, but I cannot recognize it. No, I see only her, only her and I hear my name seep from her lips.

"You are supposed to be DEAD," I growl, my form jumping towards Aithne in a frenzied rage, jaw snipping for her right foreleg near the shoulder- missing the moment she says my name again and asks how I got here, the voice of her fading the hoarse tones of Aithne causing my ears to flatten again my head as my teeth clank together. Her question I find confusing. My mind slips from the moment of rage before, immediately I fall into a sit as my eyes go unfixated, looking around in the air as if attempting to recall how I got here. I am not supposed to be here. He will kill me. I fall back, stumbling on my muddied tail.

"No, no, no, he will kill me, just as I killed her he will kill me, how am I here, how...the death...he...he wants to add me here, to his throne he wants MY bones here, no, no, no," I say, at first a bit louder but then fading into a mumble, my yellow eyes falling to the bones around us, so many that here, and I just know he wishes to add mine. I attempt to turn to run, slipping in the mud once more onto my left side. I must get out of here, I must leave, I don't know how, I don't know where, but I must not stay...no, no, no, I must not stay.