She should have known it was coming. Like a flash, she was suddenly on her feet and crouched just out of his reach. A low growl escaping her. It may not have been her body, but he should have known it was her by the way she responded. Long ivory curls whisped back into their ponytail, cascading down her back and spilling over the floor as those undead eyes stared at him, their cold blue the eyes of the real Espe.<br/><br/>"Syrus.."<br/><br/>She growled. Warning him if he attacked she was going to tear him to shreds. Her tongue flicked over the sharpened points of extended canines.<br/><br/>"Remember Syrus... don't make a fool out of yourself.. think about it.. they killed me remember?"<br/><br/>She forced the memories back into his mind, the images playing over. Running, her running to save him.. only to find herself cornered, trapt. Taken to the burning post and murdered. Murdered infront of the public eye to drag him out of hiding. To weaken him, to put a thorn in his heart.<br/><br/>"They killed me Syrus.. and whoever ressurected me... gave me this body... I need your help Syrus.. I want my body back.. I want you back.. I want to kill the bastards who did this to me!"<br/><br/>Her voice was a growl, yet those silver bells chimed when she spoke. Her sweet, voice. Her powerful voice. Esperanza had been a power to be reckoned with when she was alive. A Vixen with a bite. She was like him, A wolf by all means, the Lupa to his Lupin. His second in command, his Alpha female. She was like him in every aspect of the word. But her body, was lost. This body consumed her. Trapped her within and tore away from her the ability to be a wolf.<br/><br/>"Please Syrus.. remember!"