He growled at the fae.
She has a lord with her. Goes by Mishia. Stupid lord. He turned his head subtly to try and catch a glance at the Voice, but he was nowhere. "I must go. I have... Things to do." He quickly walked out of the den and to his overhang. He stopped pacing and focused hard enough to the point where he went into a daze.
Voice, what do you mean?
Do not call me Voice stupid dog.
Then what should I call you?
Rouge. I am a lord.
Yes. Anyway why are you so angered?
Because that runt is what turned me into this. Jayde's spirit, Mishia, is a lord. Wolf Queen. She had banished me to the life of a rouge. I had sworn to kill her. Now, with a few immortals in play I might over throw her and gain my rightful position that she had stole from me centuries ago.
But why? Rouge, why have you choosen me as your pawn in this terrible game?
Time will tell.