Soulless


I slink into the deep grasses, keeping my head low as to not be noticed. My listeners lay flat against my head. I was searching for Cera. That evil bitch had run right after she had killed my family and now she had run when I had laine my orbs upon her in the shadow of the wood. I have caught her scent in the grasses. I bolt forward, sliding throughout the prairie like the emotionless shadow that I had become.