Phantom Hollow Musn't Hurt The Precious!

It had been a few days since the fight between Judas and Mitanni, and Malice scar was healing up pretty good. Ever day she cleaned it in the water, and without anyone knowing, she admired the scar. It looked fucking awesome. That was the only thing she could say about it.

Today, she woke up with an eerie feeling. Disgust was one of them, as she had mated the yearling Issun, but that wasn't everything. Her concern for the male Judas had grown. Or maybe it was the strange horny feeling she had had when Issun had claimed her. Whatever it was, she wanted to see how he was doing. Maybe she would get something out of him about his past, an explanation of why he had done what he did.

She went to her stash of food, hidden under a tree root, and picked up a dead hare. He should be hungry by now since he wasn't aloud to leave the den. And despite his actions, he was still a Moonlit Wolf, thus Malice had to look after him. With the poor dead critter in her mouth, she trotted to the dens. Upon arriving there, she could hear someone talking. Well, he lost his mind , was the only thing she could think.

She stood in the opening of the den, one pale yellow eye looking at the insane being playing around in a fucking puddle, the other eye closed because of her scar. Easy, kitty. She murmured through the dead body of the hare. She dropped it inside, near the man's front legs. Food, you need it. She said, cold as ice. She wanted to turn right then and there, but something kept her locked in place. It was the tingly feeling in her stomach again, but this time she tried to fight it.