Light the fuse

“Oh? Is he not?” Forsaken asked, though he knew full well his little brother was nothing like the elder litter. No, the second litter had inherited Arietta’s genetics moreso than their father’s… and odd views along with the rather freakish appearances. It made Forsaken sick to think that Ganta was a full brother to him. No… he had no little brothers. There was only Enigma and Paradox… and the sooner he helped wipe the other three off the face of the Earth the better.

“No, you’re right… Ganta isn’t like that. He’s a little pussy.” Forsaken let that wicked grin grow even wider. “I bet he’s never even shown you he can fight, has he? I bet he’d turn tail and run, just like he did at the Hellstrom siege.” Of course Ganta had only been a pup then, but who said that this woman had to know that? And besides that… her fear was positively delicious. Forsaken licked his lips, feeling the need to do more to her than just speak rising within.

“But you think you know him, don’t you? Heh… you’re so young too… probably don’t even realize what has happened yet.” Forsaken stopped advancing, at least for the moment. “Tell me… notice anything off lately? Perhaps about your scent or how you’ve been feeling? Do anything… different?” His golden eyes shown with knowledge. The next move… if this little femme didn’t watch it… was going to be one of lasting impact. Claws bit into the soil, preparing, waiting to see if she let her guard down just enough to make his move.