03-21-2011, 09:13 PM
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Wolves were worthless. He’d been taught that since infancy, and it wouldn’t change now, though his hatred was far from subjective. He hated everyone and everything. Only Lykoi were spared from his scorn, but even this wasn’t always true. His love, his affection, was tainted, and he left behind only destruction in his wake. He was truly the Destroyer.
His head lifted as she seated herself, making herself comfortable before the corpse just as he was. He sneered, half irked and half intrigued by her presence. But he would wait and see what she was up to before making a decision. The blunt edge of the blade met the surface of his lips, tasting the blood as he watched her with ravenous, crimson eyes.