Care? I don’t think I really cared about anything in my life. Except Valefor. Perhaps it is that reason I work so hard to ensure our home is secure, insure I am useful so that he too might stay unhindered. I have taken the child here. Alone. Helpless. I want her for myself but I do not care for her, unless being supremely interested in what she was doing counted. She was odd. I spent my days watching what she did and when she did it. Watched how she kept so close to the forest but I didn’t know why she was so angry with me it made me only more curious. Had I done something to upset her? Done something wrong? Upset some kind of schedule? What was it exactly did I do to make her grumble and thrash in the grasses of Asteraia. Did she not want a proper home? Cause while I did not care for her it didn’t mean the monster wouldn’t.
I move towards her on my grey and white legs, quickly striding up to my prize that I have captured. I have a habbit for whisping away children it seemed…. Balor, Rapier and now this child here. My tail waves eagerly, so happy to see her over there, so frustrated and angry. All of them didn’t like being here, but Balor had fallen into place, though unfortunately he seemed to vanish… How… aggravating. Still I would keep this one here for as long as I could.
”So angry child. Please, I have been watching you tell me about yourself?” I asked the girl looking down at her and watching her carefully. I wouldn’t harm the child herself, but she was so interesting and alone. Didn’t she want a place she could go and sleep at night? "I am called, Anima, if you wanted to know. I'd like to think of myself as your savior."