She clears her throat, looking intently at the ground. Finally, she speaks.

What if I told you that you were meant to be alone forever?

You snort, looking at her.

Why would I be alone forever?

Good question. Why am I alone?

What do you mean "alone"? I am right here.

Well, sure. Will I see you everyday? For always?

W-well, no. But nobody sees anybody for always.

Perhaps. But I am the only one who feels pain.

You look at her, dumbfounded.

What do you mean, pain?

Whenever I am around anyone, I feel a throbbing on my heart, as if I was getting a surplus beat on my heart. A horribly strong beat.

Why?

She shrugs.

That is an excellent question, you know. Who knows? It must be my fate - to be alone.

Do you feel it right now?

She looks into your eyes, which are now filled with pain.

Yes. But I do not let it show.

Her eyes return to those they were before - cold and distant, begging the one before her to stay away.

You stare at her, wide-eyed.

She looks away from you, an annoyed look on her face.

Well, do you wish to hear my story, or not?

You nod silently.

She stares at the ground once more before starting.

I remember that I was born blind. I didn't understand anything that was around me, so I didn't move from where I had awaken. The smells around me were strong; the scent of other lupes and blood filled the air. When I think about my past, I believe that my parents had been killed shortly after I was born - I never had a chance to meet them, see them, hear them. As time passed on, my eyes started to become clearer, as if there had just been a dark shadow cast over me. Once I was able to see somewhat well, I immediately eyed my surroundings. I found myself in a small, empty cave. The thick scent still lingered in the air, and I left the cave.

Walking through the thick snow, I was seeing the world for the first time - and it scared me. What am I supposed to do? Where am I supposed to go? I wandered aimlessly throughout the scenery, only to find myself walking in a large circle. Before long, I was satisfied with seeing this much of the world - what to do now?

I returned to the cave - it was the closest thing I could call a home. I lived off of my instincts - when I was tired, I slept. When I was lonely, I would watch the world. However, hunger was what I detested - not only did I not know how to kill, I had no clue what to hunt. Again, I went with my insticts.

I sniffed the air, following the one scent I found most alluring. I followed it, and before long I was following a strand of small foot prints in the snow. They led to a small rabbit, hiding under a tree. As I moved closer to the small animal, I felt a shooting pain in my chest.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

The darkness engulfed me as my legs gave out, and I crashed into the snow beneath me. I don't know how much time passed, but when I woke up, it was twilight. My prey had gone, but it was the least of my problems - what had happened to me?

I was so naïve back then - I should have made the link between this and that. However, I didn't, and went hunting again. My next almost-victim was a small mouse; however, I ended up fainting again. Instead of looking for meat, I used the scents around me to find a bush of berries; it satisfied my hunger somewhat, but that was good enough for me.

When I returned to the cave, my mind was on the pain. I couldn't understand why it had happened. However, despite my young age, I understood what this meant - I would be alone for always. I had been born alone, and would, someday, die alone. As I thought about it further, I deduced that my heart was feeling pain for my dead parents; this is what I choose to tell myself, though it probably isn't true or accurate.

I remember feeling...empty. What did I know about companions, anyway?

I kept trying to hunt, though. Looking back, I am glad I did; each time I met a living creature, I would feel the throbbing pain. However, throughout time, I grew somewhat immune to it. It never completely goes away, though.

As I grew older, about a year, I would assume, I started venturing into other places. Despite the cave being my home, I didn't feel connected to it in any way - I had no objections to leave. I ventured through many places, taking shelter whenever I saw other creatures.

Since I still have no permanent home, I roam aimlessly. However, I constantly find myself in the same surroundings - snow, ice and mist. I have deduced that this is due to those of my childhood. Also, humans aren't usually found in the cold. I tend to stay away from them.

She pauses, growling slightly.

I'm sorry. Even this, being around you, is hard for me; I do not trust man. They have caused that much damage to me.

The first time I ventured into a city was frightening.

I didn't understand these new creatures, humans, around me. They were loud, rude and mean - I couldn't understand why they kept looking at me, occasionally harming me by kicking or shoving my out of their way. As I entered the crowded city, I stayed closely to the sides of the buildings, avoiding any humans or dogs I saw. Since the streets of the city were so narrow, I would always be in close contact with a human - and this resulted on the pain, yet again.

Despite the pain I feel, I yearn for company. I cannot explain this feeling; my mind rebels against the thought of being alone. If I meet someone new, my heart tells me to stay away, but I decide to stay anyways. I don't want to be alone.

Besides, the longer I am with one the better I feel. I'm not sure why. I just know that it is that way.

She stops talking, and looks at you.

Well, that is my story.