Some Things Cannot Be Unmade

Some Things Cannot Be Unmade

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I don't want to fall in love, because I always fall out of it. Humans are monsters, taking and never giving. Making the animals pay the price. I was Made into something powerful. And as the survivor of the Egyptians Fires that wiped out so much of my families history. I will care for the animals no matter what. I will defend them from all harm. Living serves no purpose if dying helps them more. All my life, I have cared for the animals more than myself. I will howl at the creatures of the night as the Wolves have taught me. I will stalk my prey as the Lions have before me. And I will always protect my own. Animal Whisperers are called selfish, so I shall turn my 'selfishness' into a weapon. They cannot harm the animals because they are mine. All animals belong to me, so it my duty to protect them. So that is what I intend to do.
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