you are a wolf
you drink blood
(because you have the urge to)
you have powers
(because she told you about them)
you have no sire
(no fun challenges here)
you have no childer
(lyra, my love, you belong with her)
you're finally over eliza
(you're relearning to be loved)
like you love the corpses you sew
(the only time you know what you're doing)
one sister is starting to not hate you
(she has good reason)
the other sister is foolish enough to still love you
(she has no reason)
your name is pendragon maddings
you don't drink
(usually)
or smoke
(usually)
or party
(...usually)
look in the mirror. this is you.
(mama said, before she left)
you look like your father.
it kind of breaks down like this;
you are a walking trigger warning.
you have urges to do awful things
awful things like ruin women beyond repair
sink inside them whether they like it
or not.
awful things
like delve into bodies long dead
play in cold organs.
you know you're sick in the mind
it doesn't end with an obsession
with blonde meat.
it goes to men, too.
how many have you wanted to
sink your teeth into?
lyra is blonde.
she mews under you like a kitten.
her voice is loving, kind.
she tolerates your urges
likes them, even.
she calls you 'daddy' and
plays princess.
she's probably sick in the head, too.
you blame anyone but yourself
you take it out on her
and she comes back for more.
she's your pack leader. you're proud.
she's your wife. you're in love.
but you're also a predator at heart.
you have a bit of paranoia.
you have to, with the things you do.
he makes you paranoid
though he doesn't mean to.
he's the niceness you are not.
he's the opposite of you, mostly
but he is not your threat.
you don't mind him
like you thought you would
she loves you both
and you love that about her.
he's strong. he's calm.
you're getting kind of used to him.
you're cleanly.
you look for signs of poison
before you drink anything
and crystal dances into your mind
every time.
your family is wary around you.
clarri and razi stick by your side
more for blood, than love.
clarri is sweet, and kind.
razi is suspicious and cautious.
you love them, some how.
until they remind you of eliza.
whenever razi makes an upset face
or clarri has wide, innocent eyes
you think of eliza;
you break down.
the dog in your heart
needs out.
time to run
and howl
and hunt.
pendragon maddings,
you are the sickest kind of evil.
