I hear the door slam shut, alarming me. I wake from my slumber and head towards the door. The cold wind still settles in the doorway.

Unable to find Edwen, I climb the sofa and look out the window.

I see a glowing lantern in the distance; large footsteps in the deep snow.

Edwen has left me. But why?

It is not yet sunrise.

I sneak through the small dog-door designed just me and feel the sudden nipping cold wind pierce my fur.

I trudge through the deep snow.

Edwen could be in trouble. I must protect him.

I follow his scent, my nose finding comfort in his vanilla and cashmere scent.

I spot the glowing lantern and find a place behind a nearby tree as I assess my situation.

Edwen sets his lantern down and sits inside a large circle made of ash. He calls upon darkness and begs for power.

A eerie, screeching noise ruptures my sensitive ears.

I hold back a whine.

Small tears form at my eyes as I see my beloved owner seeking evilness.

How could he?

How could he be so cruel!

My heart breaks at his betrayal as I run from him in search for a new home.

I will not reside with evilness.