" Madoor? " the child murmurs, barely able to verbalize the word, as he lifts his gaze to the woman he walks next to, fear in his gaze as he looks up at her seeking answers and reassurance. The woman standing at the child's side does not respond to the call of the child, instead her gaze rests ahead of them. Again the child calls out, " M-madoor? " he murmurs again with fear gripping his voice as he lightly tugs on the woman's arm. For the first few moment's there was still no response to the boy's calls but finally the woman standing next to him turns her gaze and looks down at the boy. As the woman looked down at the child she made no attempt to muster a fake smile or even hide the look in her eyes, a look deadened and void of any motherly emotion towards the child, no now her gaze was only filled with nothing but malice, hatred, and animosity towards the child. Each time she gazed upon the child she couldn't help but relive the events in time leading up to his conception when she was brutally ravaged by a wolf demon and left to bear it's child. Though this were not always the case, when she first gave birth to the child she had planed and hoped to treat it as her own, however the child bore many resemblances and features as the beast that had raped her. As the child begin to grow hear it was white as snow like the fur of the wolf demon that had raped her, his eyes where unlike that of a normal humans being duel colored one was red while the other a blue, even in temper the child was more fierce then a normal child. All these things she tried to over look and think of the child as a miracle, a creation that had been bestowed upon her to guide in this world and nurturer. However such thoughts quickly faded from the woman's mind over time as she come to realize and see the monster she had been given and wished to be rid of the abomination.
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