A little wolf born on a desolate continent in a forest where the weak are prey and the strong are still prey struggles to rise to the top of the food chain in its pursuit of perfection, but how can one be perfect without achieving eternity?
After a few minutes of admiring the new greenery, the Wind Monarch looked up at the demon before him. Whiro looked back at the human. In the human's eyes, he did not see the fear that Whiro had grown to associate with humanity. He saw something rare. Something that could be trouble. He saw determination. It was the determination to kill.