Things have been strange over the winter. It feels familiar but not and I am not sure what it is that irritated me so and still does at this time. My ears flick back annoyed at the flickering of something that isn’t mine. I have a feeling I know what it is. It is episodic, and every time it happens I narrow my eyes and growl. HIM I am sure. Messing with me again, messing with whatever we were forced to have and hate. I don’t feel him often, but when I do it pisses me off to no end. I HATE feeling this… I want to kill him and whatever is making my soul twinge in such a way I want it to end. I rather hurt and feel pain from severing the bond myself than feel him. Pain is acceptable, pain is something you can get over. Having this annoying thing happen whenever the hell it happened was not.

I wished to confide to Valefor about such things… I am rather sick of this myself and I am sure he is curious. Something, I think, has been bothering him too and that annoys me as well. I know he has that forest whelp as his imprint. I wonder if she has something to do with it. Imprinting was a curse. Valefor was who I wanted, who was meant for me, not Eden and certainly not that little girl from Taviora for Valefor. Fate was downright wrong, and fate needed to stay out of it. For everyone. If fate was a creature I could kill I would tear every artery it had, watch it bleed out, then bathe in its blood afterwards. Yes… Only appropriate for giving me him to deal with. I haven’t seen him since our random encounter ages ago it felt, but it still irritated me to no end…

I stop suddenly, seeing off in the distance a figure moving. It is silvery and black and I recognize it as the Monster’s child Nevermore. I never interacted with the child. Children… do not interest me at all… but she is almost grown now, and I watch as she moves and inspects the lands. Someday they will be her lands, and when such a day comes will I remain? That is yet to be seen. We had taken to this land out of necessity but that necessity is ending. No one seems to be looking for us anymore and while I have enjoyed working for something and bettering the pack respect still rules above all else. I respect the Monster, despite her age she still fights, she still is powerful. The girl though? I don’t know what the thing is. For all I know the child is my future kill, something to take and watch bleed, or she is my future queen.

I watch her with my golden and black speckled eye. Watch her movements but I do not approach her. Not yet. Let’s observe the little asteraian child just a bit longer.