Black Death knew something wasn't right. She loved action and being strong and all, but her mother had no mercy and would kill over a simple bulbori to eat. Black Death had overheard her talking about how she had killed the father of the other pup that would have been Black Death because he lost the egg. But the ambition in her paws wasn't to kill for power, or revenge, or food, or any of that stuff. She felt a desperate urge to kill, but only to protect. The aurleon she had killed she felt was keeping someone captive that she needed to save, that's the only reason she did it. Black Death knew she needed to meet her half-brother, who she somehow knew was named Hope, and the sylesti that was held captive by the aurleon, who she knew was called Galaxy because that was the last word that escaped the bird's beak. "Mother? Mother!" he called Queen Onyx. Her ears perked up as she padded toward her daughter. "Yes, Black Death?" Black Death hated her name. It felt like she was just a weapon, a tool used to murder. "Mother, I need to stretch my paws and go on an adventure. Alone. Permission to do so?" she dipped her head. "Of course, my dear. How long?" "Oh, I don't know, a month?" was the reply. "Permission granted. You may go." "Thank you, Mother!" with that, Black Death went off to find her half-brother and Galaxy.

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