*wail*

Toxin had slipped away from the den once more. It was getting easier now that he was a bit older, now that he knew a little bit more about the world around him. The grassy plains were starting to feel like home. A rare smile curled on his lips, hinting at mischievous thoughts, one that some day could be dangerous. For that moment alone though, he was simply waiting. Surely something had to happen today, surely something would make this foray worthwhile. If Dione found out he would be in trouble, but that was almost a bonus. Slowly her degradation was becoming wisdom, her violence was becoming mercy. She was only trying to help him, she was trying to fix him and mold him in her image. He was heavy in thought when he stumbled upon the younger girl, sobbing and wailing to herself, all alone. Toxin's smile turned into a broad grin. "You look like you're having fun," he quipped in a tone so light it could only be sarcasm.