03-03-2008, 10:06 PM
Lucifer loved the game of hunt, there was alway a loop to throw into the game, sometime you lost some times you won. It was a thrill ride the whole time. Watching the pup, Lucifer knew that no child of Fatin would ever go with out a meal as so long as they stay in the lands of 'Souls. Lucifer cocked his head to the child with both of his pale colored eyes tuned onto him. Some how he wasn't buy the story, he was sure that Fatin had taken him out hunting more then once. "Is it a lack of skill or a lack of trying child?" He knew it sounded hard, and harsh, he closed his eyes for a split second, feeling sorry for the pup. "Merit, your not always going to be able to depend upon your mother for food."