He's a mess of blood, foaming some at the mouth, eyes shut and clearly dead. For the moment. There's a twitch of the paws and a wild snarl and he's on his feet. This is not where he had fallen. He's larger than any wolf and his eyes hold intelligence that could not be expected of an ordinary wolf, a mark of his superiority over the dumb beasts ( Read more... )

My new friends and acquaintances here at the Mansion, as well as all of those I haven't met yet and those I likely have not shown favor to at all yet ( Read more... )

Since I haven't caused much of my element lately, I thought I'd do some of the widespread type ( Read more... )