10-31-2007, 10:31 PM
Lucifer was more like his birth mother then he would care to share, and or admit to. He had wishy washy moods, though was willing to kill and lie for any wolf that he had the honor to call a friend. The black male nuzzled the female, happy to see her smiling face. She had always been so happy, the male wonder really how close she sat to the end, ready to fall over by just a puff of wind. The blue eyed monster knew not to say a word, she would say in time.
"I left her...How's your love life? I could only hope that it's going better then mine?"
There wasn't enough room for two bitter, still in love with there last mate's fools. He didn't want her to share the pain that he was going though, she was to kind, to sweet. To sweet for the son of Hollow Nothing, made from drunken lust. Lucifer told his mother she was with could she even really knew. He hated Soran still for being such a whore, a whore like Summer.
"I left her...How's your love life? I could only hope that it's going better then mine?"
There wasn't enough room for two bitter, still in love with there last mate's fools. He didn't want her to share the pain that he was going though, she was to kind, to sweet. To sweet for the son of Hollow Nothing, made from drunken lust. Lucifer told his mother she was with could she even really knew. He hated Soran still for being such a whore, a whore like Summer.