Demon wolves. We're respected warriors, don't let anyone tell you different; unless of course if their not in my same category or species as my demon wolf orgin. Now don't get impatient with me, but let me explain what type of wolf I am.

My mother is a shadow demon wolf, meaning she can alter her shape into a shadow, it's a very effective skill thus explains how powerful I am.

I highly resemble my mother I look mostly like her; long black hair falling down past my waist slightly, my bangs fell to the side of my face the fell past my shoulders and had red streaks on the tips, my mother however had purple streaks and dark purple eyes.

My eyes however are stained blood red, this came from my father's fire demon wolf characteristics which also explain on how I mostly act.

I think I'm getting carried away, my name is BB don't ask what it stands for because it's a rather distasteful reminder of my past, and I hate thinking about it.

Nothing but a pain.

I'm 15 years old, and I already left my family. Not that you'd care or anything besides it didn't mean anything to me when I left and it didn't matter to them if I left.

Forget them.

I perfer to stay in the form of a human, we have more options of attacking when in them. The only things that remind me that I'm a demon wolf are my wolf ears and tail.

Now that that's distiguished.

As I walked through the halls of this stupid palace, hearing my own footsteps which annoyed me to no ends. For some reason those higher class, wanted me for some sort of meeting.

Why me?

Opening the door, and closing it behind me. I recieved stares from those in the room, not bothering to take a seat and show my respect.

I can tell already this meeting will either get me extremley angry, or someone's going to die.......


Me:wellz this is a story about my own character named BB, comment if u think itz good ^^