*Grumble*

Elle sits in her haven, grumbling in upset, the half drained pile of junkies in the alley a testament to her frustration.

He has pulled something out from under her again... Tortured her again... Hurt her again...

No more Primogen... A position of respect... Just a hound, and an unfeared one at that... And now, her big chance. Gone... No Asylum, no opportunity. Just a little Hound again. Same as ever, as useless as before. It had seemed like things were going so well when she first arrived, Davis, helping in the fights, good food, nice car... And now... She was right where she started. And unhappy.

No amount of opium laced blood could ever help her forget that... That he didnt want her, that she wasnt good enough, that she was a useless little puppet of a Hound.

Perhaps it was time to leave Sacramento... Or at least find a way to move up in ranks... But at the Prince's side was the biggest roadblock for her in the city.