BOOM, WACK, CRASH. Here he was again, tripping on the magical little candies that he had found hidden away so carefully in the forest. No one else knew about his little gems, nor would he ever tell them about it. He was the only one who deserved to fell the full affect of their power. They balanced out the anger, subdued his happiness when necessary. With the nightmares came pain, with the good trips came happiness. It was a perfect balance between ying and yang, and he alone held the power within his paws. Today... was a bad day. His heart was pounding in his chest, his entire body felt numb as he sprinted through the forest at full speed. Various sounds boomed in his ears, tricking him left and right. He didn't dare look behind him, because if he did, it would devour him whole. A monster bigger than earth itself, crashing through the forest as it attempted to catch him and rip his limbs away from his crimson body. It wore no face, had claws the size of himself, wore mangled blood stained fur, and had snapping jaws that sounded like bones breaking into a thousand pieces. He yelped loudly as the beast nipped his butt, snatching his tail between rows of sharp incisors. "HELP ME!" He screamed as he ran, pain surging through his body and toward open wounds. He just couldn't run fast enough. Trees laughed at his terror, birds spat on him from above in distaste. Then... BAM. The large brute tumbled over an unknown object, falling to the ground before he could catch himself. Had the beast tripped him? Was this it? His last breaths of life? A blood curtling scream bellowed from the depths of his lungs. He was truly terrified. Speech,

?You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.? Sweet melody was hummed quietly by the dame and she finds hersel to wander alone as she is used to. What thoughts plague her mind are those that she'd never share -a selfish and secretive female she is easily found to be. Still, soft lyrics sweep past her maw to the melody "I'm your Christ and I want you.. And this world's not for us and you know it as well as I do.." she sings, not for anyone other than herself as her paws touch down to their own beat, her eyes being partially closed as she simply enjoys the sensation of joy she bears in being alone to sing as she desires. Everything comes to an end, however, and curse it all, it did. A cry cut her song short, the dame's head turning just in time as a blur of incarnadine coloration bursts out and slams into her, cursing her lungs by snaring their breath. Next sensation she feels is the weight of him as he thrashes her upon the loam only to remain toppled in a drape over her physique. Emerald jewels lit in alarm, and for once in her pitiful life she isn't sure what to think. To rip out his throat, to flail and regain her limbs, or to simply stare at him. Hoarde of voices curses the already startled woman's mind, snickering in the darkness that is her conscience. "They're coming to get you, Beherit." hiss their voices, coiling their whispers about her like serpents, and causing the stinging sensation of electricity and adrenaline to course free through her veins. Dust had been thrown up to taint her pelt as she'd fallen upon the grounds, though already she was struggling to coax her limbs to bring her back to her feet again. "Speech"