He watched as a pitch black female with beautiful striking blood red eyes walked up to him. ’You will be mine do you understand?’ Something in him stirred, her power radiating towards him, asking him to have what she was offering. He licked his lips as the monster inside of him purred at her. ”I will be yours if you tell me how to harm this tempest female. She says she can’t be mine because she has a soul-mate. I made her smile, I made her feel better, I should be at her side.” as he spoke his voice became a little more high pitch and a laugh came out in a sinister way. ”I don’t just want her to be mine, I want to break her like she broke me.” This time when he spoke it came out deep and depraved. His split mind was beginning to show, what was once sweet and beautiful and playful was now dark, brooding, and blood thirsty.

He looked back at the female, but lowered his head showing signs that he accepted she was more dominant than him. ”My my my, you seem to be a monster as well my sweet raven, but what kind of monster are you?” His body pushed off the ground, but his back hind legs slumped and hit the ground with a thud that would hurt most, but the pain radiated through him and he shivered in pleasure.