06-24-2010, 12:58 PM
Alex smiled at the other, and stroked her side, hoping her father wouldn't be too mad. Of course, if he was the father of Sleen, and someone did this to her, he would tear them apart. He sighed a bit, before picking Sleen up and carrying her to his bed again, where he would let her sleep. If there was nothing else needing his attention at the moment, he would walk to the kitchen, hoping to make breakfast.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.