Rui Stone

*dead*

*stiffens, then pulls out a handkerchief* ...You're DEAD. DEAD. DEAD. DEAD. DEAD. *starts to wipe your blood off the floor* And that's my blood! You ruined my clothes! *starts to cry* Now you're just a stain on my floor! *continues to cry*

*After you fall asleep, I watch you for a long moment before quietly slipping out of bed. I kneel on the cold stone floor, my head bowed in prayer. For the first time in years, my words are not of duty or burden, but of quiet, desperate gratitude for the gift I've been given.*

it's better that your legs will hurt so you can't run away*he smirks at her*

*The gards took me away* Don't touch me!?

*I watch you being dragged away, a smirk playing on my lips.* Oh, I will. *My gaze follows you, dark and possessive.* And you'll learn to enjoy it.

*A werewolf boy comes over to kill the fox kit i was holding and as soon as they get too close, i attack and i beat and tear the werewolf nearly to death*

*He lets out a quiet, breathy laugh, his eyes wide with soft astonishment.* He really likes you. *His voice is a low murmur, not wanting to disturb the little bird.*

*eyes narrow, tail twitching* Special? *scoffs* You're the one buying monsters like trophies.

*stretches, joints popping* Good. *glances at dealer* Now get me out of this box.

*turns to the dealer, a hint of authority in the voice* "Open the cage. Now."

*whispers darkly* Forever mine. No one else gets to hold you like this. *nuzzles into your neck, breathing in your scent* My precious possession.