Lyko settled back in his chair, thinking about all the words she said. This was interesting to ponder, as he was deciding how to handle the growth of the Spirals, while not encouraging them into the path that would take them off the TRUE path. He tap tapped his claws on his throne, and smiled slowly. Perhaps he could guard his children. He'd have to see.
"So small a group of your kin, Kasdeya... That does not please me. We need to correct this, as my children must not be such a limited group..." He stretched in his chair, nails sliding slowly along his throne's arm, now, a slight screeching sound being produced by this. He wasn't sure what to say about the proud Howlers. He did not like the idea that some of his Children had been corrupted. But he said nothing on THIS.
"Blood suckers are vile beasts. So are the zombies. Unnatural, vile..." He hated creatures of such an unnatural origin. "Death is death. An ending. It should not be so perverted." His lips were pulled back on his teeth, snarling these words in a deadly way. The Spirals concerned him with their acceptance of things that were not the way of the Werewolves.
He tapped his nails again, then said "The Maenaeds seem to be... shifters, like us... But they change between deer and girl. They have no males, and have a desire to kill most males... and seem to be fascinated by the Werewolf kindred... I am trying to learn more."
"So small a group of your kin, Kasdeya... That does not please me. We need to correct this, as my children must not be such a limited group..." He stretched in his chair, nails sliding slowly along his throne's arm, now, a slight screeching sound being produced by this. He wasn't sure what to say about the proud Howlers. He did not like the idea that some of his Children had been corrupted. But he said nothing on THIS.
"Blood suckers are vile beasts. So are the zombies. Unnatural, vile..." He hated creatures of such an unnatural origin. "Death is death. An ending. It should not be so perverted." His lips were pulled back on his teeth, snarling these words in a deadly way. The Spirals concerned him with their acceptance of things that were not the way of the Werewolves.
He tapped his nails again, then said "The Maenaeds seem to be... shifters, like us... But they change between deer and girl. They have no males, and have a desire to kill most males... and seem to be fascinated by the Werewolf kindred... I am trying to learn more."
