She enjoyed this. As was the case with many things she did with Michael for the first time. Being carried like this was one of them and man did she enjoy it. She would wiggle in his grasp to enjoy the full sensations of being a worm. ”It feels so odd that yer the first person I could play around so much with. Granted I didn’t expect to be humored in me mischief, so this is mighty fun. I hope to do it lots with ya.” She wore another cheeky and toothy grin. Looking up at Michael with all her glee.
She listened on to what Michael had to say to her prior inquiry. ”Hunting werewolves is a quest?” It was indeed news to her since that wasn’t a matter up here. It wasn’t an often things at least, but the idea of it sent knots in her stomach and the mention of Yuurei hunting them made her all the more disgusted hearing it. Well, it all made her feel like this now. Who is to say she would of felt so passionately before Michael, seeing as she was a murderer herself that enjoyed the opportunities. Would she have joined in the hunt? Still she did feel a soft spot for her dark kin, especially other Daemon and werewolves due to her raven creed. Lumikki’s conflicting feelings were indeed sincere, but it was difficult for her to sort them.
She remembered him being hunted, it wasn’t on her even then. She supposes the reality of just how normal and accepted it was, is what too a while to process and it was what was pouring into these emotions now. She knew and figured her kind would be hunted too, but perhaps most were hunted to the near end as is. There are barely mentions of Daemons anymore. Yet still, it paid to be usually a choice of being. Not many would find themselves born a Daemon.
”I’m sorry Ùlfr…” And she was. For his reality and for the part when here lost his parents. If she were to lose her own in such a way, whose to say if she would maintain the capacity that she has to keep the dark at bay. ”At least with guild work, the quests could line up with our passions. Killing for a cause makes ye a hero, as annoying as that is. I didn’t even take a life until I was over at Joya to help fight the war. All the dark and chaos in the air was intoxicating and when i justified me enemies as monsters that needed to be slain, I was overjoyed to oblige….That was when I nearly became a monster meself…”
She nuzzled herself into him to find some comfort. She was too emotion, more than she would like to be, and she knew that now.
”It came to mind when I thought on how I wanted to kill me own father. The Demon, the Daemon, the both. It’s part what keeps me going. The desire to tear apart the one who dare deems me his creation to use. But for what? I do not yet know. All I know is, I might not find peace if he still seeks to claim me.”