'cause i'm the big bad wolf
now let the games begin
Patience was normally not one of Dezba's strengths, and she had very little patience for those who talked to much, but listening to Astaroth was different. He did not stir the foul hatred inside her, no matter how much he spoke. In a way, Dezba kind of enjoyed it, which was a first for her.
She did listen to Astaroth, and his words resonated with her. She did not have a twisted paw, no, but their was something twisted and broken inside her. No gembound would take them seriously, see them as nothing but play-things to bully, unless they struck fear into their hearts. Yes, fear has always worked.
Dezba approached Astaroth. Mmm... be the King of Dumpland..?" She paused as if to seem in thought, then gave him a toothy grin."I like the sound of that."
Dezba took a deep breath, and threw back her head and howled. It reverberated off the cavern walls like the drawn out, eerie wail of ghosts long passed. Astaroth said howling was without reason, but Dezba's howl was of triumph, to announce herself to the caves, to say that she had won over her own failures and gained a friend, and celebrate as the loneliness finally left her chest.
"Listen to me."
Thoughts...
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