Ying & Yang

Chapter 7

After my little sob fit earlier Alex calmed me down and had given me a long stick about a meter long and a carving knife to dull my boardem telling me that one of my mates, Beck carves and to try and do it so I have something to talk about when I can finally converse with them. I thought it was a good idea and tried my hardest to make something okayish. Alex leaves claiming she'll be back with some help to finish the room which I don't understand since the room doesn't have a spec of dirt in it.

I just made a pointy stick.

I tried and failed to make something so I did what I could, which was just sharpen one end of the stick to a fine point. I am the bed guardian, guardian of bed fear me mere mortals! Raising the stick above my head I pretend I'm hunting in the forrest back when sticks and mud was made into everything. If I did life back then everyone would be jealous of my stick.

It's the finest stick that ever was.

I could shank a bitch with this. Alex walls back into the room with a much younger women most likely about my age in a matching maid uniform. The younger women is quite pretty with her soft blond hair held into a pony tail and sapphire eyes that seem to burn with rage as she spots me. What did I do?

You were born.

God is that you?

No consciousness. I'm your wolf twat.

Oh hey, long time no hear.

Idoit.

Mutt.

Don't make me hit you.

You can't, can you?

Hang on let me try.

I feel a light fuzzy feeling in my brain and I mentally roll my eyes.

Oh ow, please stop.

Ah-ha.

Not.

Oh fuck you.

I mentally chuckle at her then something catches my eye, the new women is glaring at me as she helps Alex clean under the bed.

"Can I help you?" I ask.

"No" she snaps at me suprising me at her tone as well as Alex.

"Marcella! Don't talk to the lady like that" Alex growls at her, a full on growl that makes the women, Marcella step back.

They go back to cleaning and I try my hand at carving once more. That is untill Marcella mumbles under her breath just barly audible for me to her the taunt of my condition.

"Calling me usless isn't very smart Marcella" I raise my eyebrows at her attitude towards me. How have I pissed her off?

She huffs and as Alex disappears into the bathroom she growls at me. I sit there stunned for a few seconds just long enough for her to feel smug as her lips turn into a cocky grin. Feeling my mood turn red I conjur up my own growl. It bubbles in my stomach before making it's way to my lungs climbing it's way to my throat ripping from my mouth with such furiousity that it makes the glass of the window shake. Marcella steps back in fear her eyes wide as Alex bursts back into the room looking around worriedly.

"What's going on here?" Alex demands.

Marcella opens her mouth to most likely make an excuse but I beat her to it. "She needs to leave. NOW!" I demand.

"Don't act all high and mighty!" The new women shouts.

"Marcella!" Alex gasps "control yourself!".