His demeanor does not off put me in one bit. I grew up in Iromar, back when the Demons reigned. My father never wore a friendly face...nor did my mother...never really my brothers either. I was alone with my smiles and cheer, back before, a time long past, a time I am not sure even was real. Yet I remember their faces. I remember my father’s gruffness and ultra stern approach. No, no, this boy does not bother me. He actions are not one of threat, they are very much as my family was. Was, was, was….

As they are no more.

It is only me now.

And my mother, of course. She is here but she is just with me, with me forever. Cursed, some would say. Lillith was always a curse.

He confirmed I am the wee shadow and I take in his voice, so different, yet it is what it is. I enjoy it though. I enjoy the different. Yet then I feel through our slightest touch his shudder as I speak, and my head whirled to look at him after, almost like a shock, before continuing on. He nudges me with his muzzle and I simply do not react other than a blink with my yellow eyes, completely unfamiliar with touch at this point. He then looks as if he was to talk and my head tilts as he then simply lays on his belly.

I plop down right next to him, my side against his. I then roll around to the point I am on my back, and rub into the dirt and grass right next to him as I begin to speak once more.

”Imprint, they call it imprint, yet words, they do not...ahhhh they do not explain!” I say my head rolling towards him, still upside down since I am on my back. ”Soul bonded, forever, you feel it, them, the other, you know it, they say….they say the male feels it, much, much stronger, yet I felt it with Roamin...my Roamin! But he is gone now, so gone, feeling, so gone, so empty...never felt such empty until Lillith killed him, now I am alone...alone,” I say my voice softening, and then I suddenly flip over back to my stomach, my eyes shutting closed hard as I shake my head, trying to get Lillith’s laugh out of my head.

”You never felt it? Strongest, greatest thing, and once gone, most miserable thing, best you avoid, my empty, they say, with males, much worse…” I say as my bright intense yellow eyes open, my face going right into his so I get a close look at his eyes. ”Pain, yes, pain, but not pain as imprint with you, no, not yet, and perhaps, if lucky, never,” I say before leaning my back against him and starting to paw at more grass with my black paws, trying to keep Lillith at bay in my mind as the other two rest within.



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