Zeneca stoop there watching the moon a hand on her scar as she sighed to herself. She hated being alone if the boys never came back what would she do. She was lost with out them really she was lost with out their love no one loved her like they loved her. She sighed as she snarled lightly to herself the breeze blowing her scent down towards a man who looked just like her.
the white goddess stood there looking out till she heard the sound of a voice. At first her heart fluttered she thought it was her brother but then as she turned a bitter taste loomed in her mouth. They had come up here for they had heard rumors of the man and now here he was standing before her.
Her lips curled back as she snarled a bit. "Liar! She snapped as she looked at him. "I'm no daughter of yours, I have no father only a mother Lea and Hal and twen They love me." She screamed looking at him. Amber eyes burned with fire. The urge to taste his blood was almost a need like blood had become a drug to her.
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