No longer me! I am Someone elce.

Zarzenova had thought she was hidden, that she had been quiet. Yet this beast knew she was here and approached her. Fear struck her heart. Normally the female would have reacted in such a situation, but this time was different. She felt paralyzed. Her feet seemed to have glued themselves to the earth. She hardly noticed as mud collected at her paws, dirtying her fur. Do something! her mind shouted. No, she had become a mute zombie, staring at her captors eyes.


The devil, as Zarzenova referred her as, spoke again, again calling her a fly in its web. Then stating it ws the grim reaper. This struck Zarzenova as odd. Wasn?t the grim reaper a creature in black coming to claim the souls of the dying? This lupine before her was brown, and nowhere near the description of the ?grim reaper?. Deciding this was some pup gone awry, her courage built up. The wolf had laughed as lightning struck the ground nearby. Zarzenova stepped forward, showing her fear was dwindling. As blood ran down her tormentors face, wiped clean by tongue. Her blood? What was said was disturbing. Why would this wolf want to feast on her blood?? The beast lunged, snapping its teeth mere inches from her mouth. Taken aback, she started to back off. What had she been told? Don?t mess with the insane; they will only drag you down. Should she call for help? That was the last thing she wanted, was to be saved. She could deal with this herself, and she would. For Zarzenova was the Princess of Tortuga.
What do you want? Most importantly, who are you? Speaking softly, as if the world would do her no harm is her questions had gone unanswered.





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