She was never meant to have friends, she realized that now. At least not a friend that was as good as Bass. Perhaps if she had a heart, a soul, they could have been friends, better friends. But she was not put on this earth to be good, or kind, or help the needy. No, she had been put on this earth to understand the cruelty of the world and to make sure the entire world knew it too. He would mention her battle with the Pantheon bitch, and she was rather surprised he even knew about it. When he spoke of how Arcanum was going to bring Ebony's family down a brow would lift. Really? Huh, how odd. She must be really badass if she could plan to destroy a family without even knowing about it. He had thought there was goodness in her heart. A scoff would leave her lips. Goodness? Please.... The day they had met she had just finished dismantling a total stranger.
Her thought her ways would only bring her to her knees one day. Perhaps he was right, one day it would catch up with her, but for now, it only made her an even more dangerous opponent. He spoke of her daughter, of her absence at the war, and he would question her whereabouts. A bubble of laughter would roll off her tongue, amusement brightening her gaze. Killing off sick wolves, it was comical really, because he just had no idea. When his head would lower, a sadness dulled his gaze. You don't have to do this. It sounded as though he was trying to talk her off the edge, to bring her back from the edge of darkness. But she was already there. A warning fell from his pale lips, telling her what she already knew.
"It's not about backbone, it never was." She would shake her head slowly, as though she was disappointed with a child. Her tones were cool, detached, uncaring. "There is good and bad everywhere you look. It is the balance of life. And when you disrupt that balance, bad things happen." She would purr. Her words were a promise, a warning. She was an unstoppable force, pack or no pack. All they had done was unleash the demons she held within the borders of her pack, it was them who unleashed the hell she controlled. Too bad they would find that out too late. Turning away from him with a sickening smile, she would leave, never to lay eyes on the face of her friend. No, the next time she saw him, it would be with him as her enemy.
-exit unless stopped-
"Speech"
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