Dear little monsters

Ready to feast on the weak as always, a shadow rushed past her eye sight. A bearish wolf. At first she though it could be Poe. But this one just as big had different colorations. A Mendacium, familiar but nothing would ring bells in her head. Family but she wouldn't remember. Not like that family deserved any of her memory to begin with. They saw her as a burden and now she saw them as such a well. Being here from business nothing beyond that. Fraternal love didn't exit nor it was ever given. Jaws parted in anger from the memory, buy soon tucking it away as it wasn't the time to walk back to that trash.

She rushed to the fun. Doing so but going after the bears front. The bone breaking sound just fed her blood thirst, her hunger for fresh. As the bear distracted with her relative she would use it to approach to the opposite side..jaws completely open to now close down into the bears side of the head. Her spiked collar staving into its fresh. She would trash her head as well. Side to side like a shark. Feeling the fresh tear like paper.

"The talking"