There was once a time when she believed she could do anything. There was once a time when her heart was still whole. Now all she does is watch her thoughts devour her. They eat away at her soul, whisper that she is all alone. They forced her to change…               Made her believe that she was not cut out for live. So she emptied her heart, cut away her wool, the little lamb which once was, existed no more. All that remained was her empty shell filled with the heart of a Vixen. Now she embraces the dark and walks alongside wolves. She became, something to fear, a heart that could not be tamed. She leads you in, she licks your wounds, only to chuck you away when she finds someone new.

So beware, have fun, you won’t know what’s in store for you until our vixen is done.