I observed her for a time. I sit on my grey haunches and simply watch as she moves smoothly about the plains. They are the only home she has ever knew, the flat lands that allow her legs to spred out and run at full tilt, but how did she fair elsewhere? I am not aware if she has ever left the safety of Asteraia. I know that some wolves would kill at the chance for a little revenge against Tobias, her father, by killing her. It is not like Tobias has never killed in the past and honestly I am surprised no packs have tried to get their pound of flesh for as many times as the ebony male harassed others… Especially Diveen and Taviora. I know Taviora is full of a bunch of pushovers. So maybe that doesn’t surprise me. After all Tobias had never actually killed anyone he had tried to attack there. They were forgiving and that something that I think will be useful someday.

I notice then that the girl I had been observing had spotted me. I do not stand or move at all, simply continue to watch as she so boldly strides towards me. Curious I think that she moves towards me, looking around as if she is looking to see if I am alone. She would be right to be curious. Usually my angel is with me, at the moment I am alone but that will not last long. I will find him, or he will find me, that is the way we are, never far apart from one another for long. I have no idea how much this girl knows of me, what her mother might have told her about me but I suppose I will be finding out soon.

She doesn’t come with any form of aggression in her form. Still she acts a bit more like her father in a way I suppose. Feral, more beast like. I can tell Tobias runs deep her in. Her mother is calculating and very smart, now I just wonder what a beast with great intelligence is like… I suppose I will find out as she looks me over with deep blue-green eyes, sizing me up I suppose, but she would be surprised, just as those were surprised with her mother. I sit still, appreciating the respectful distance she put between us, maybe she thinks I will decide to nibble on her bones. I have no idea what she has experienced with any other more… temperamental wolves… but she does not flaunt her rank she seems respectful of my own position as adult and I can respect that. She was proving she was at least not simple, that was a good start.

Then she speaks and one of my black ears twitches with interest at her drawn out words. She speaks as her father I think, simple. But I don’t think that means she is a fool, but I do think it is a waste of breath to drawl the words out in such a way. She also proves that she does at least know me by face and title. Sneaky wolf. Yes, I suppose I am a sneaky wolf. I steal and sneak around in the shadows until otherwise needed.

”I suppose so, but I am much more than a sneaky wolf, child.” I tell her grinning ear to ear showing all my pearly white fangs. For the moment my frustration of being bonded with Eden were forgotten though the annoying twangs of whatever it was he had going on were still irritatingly there. I am curious to what she would do if she imprinted or if she had. I would impart to her that she avoid such an irritating, disgusting bond but it was sort of hard to avoid…

”Tell me child, do you intend to take your mother’s place? What do you want to do with it? I want to know what she is like, what she wants to be. I want to poke her brain and test it and twist it however I can.