[[ :O That's alright, I understand. That happens to all of us. Just whenever you can get on/feel like it, try to post a little. If you don't you don't.
@Kortny: That's a cool design! <3 I think it looks great.
Also, sorry, I want to add more to Ayets history. I like damaged characters, and in my opinion Ayet is not damaged enough. So soon you will find out more about his past. I'll figure out some clever way to let it slip. ]]
Ayet snarled, turning now to Demon. "
She was your friend! What on earth did Chee do to you, that made you so eager to betray and backstab her, to please the demons before you? ...And you!" Teeth shone as much as posible now, the wolf's face wrinkled heavily as he glared with hatred at what he percieved to be the reason their life had become so miserably dark and demented. "
You don't scare me. So eager to have some other wolf fight your battles for you? Even a 'dog', which you so openly despise? You coward! Fight me, one on one."
Death laughed out loud at the wolf's proposal. "
A one-on-one battle, with you? Surely this wolf has no idea who he is talking to. Valdis, dear, why don't you refresh his memory? Give him what he wants. But remember; I want him alive. Bring him to me alive, Valdis." A long tongue swiped across a single mouth, in between two heads as the monstrosity stood, hungrilly watching the smokey figures dance about before him, elegantly fighting. He had faintly smiled as Chee was thrown into the fire, though he was disappointed to see her so weak. He made a mental note about it, thinking about what could be done to help the poor, lost demon. After all, a demon can't last in the mortal world for long. After a while, they all come back to him. It's just a matter of time.