"You..." Ludovica's eyes fluttered. She clenched her fists, lightly, feeling the resentment inside of her begin to well up. Oh, how she hated it--the feeling of helplessness, the quickly fading desperation to resist...
Listening to what Bennie was saying, Ludovica realized it wasn't just hate and disgust dwelling in the back of her own mind, but something else. It felt too familiar. The paralyzation, the discomfort--was it fear? She couldn't quite tell anymore.
You don't really care, do you? She heard her father's voice calling out weak accusations, but hearing them only made Ludovica giggle. It was in moments like this she knew he didn't care. She wasn't his daughter--she was practically another soul in his collection. He was only getting defensive because Ludovica was his, not Bennie's, and Ludovica hated that. Of course you don't care. You never did, and you never will, and we both know that.
"And you're just like him, aren't you?" She whispered, breath catching in her throat. As much as she refused to accept it, the pheromones were working quite well. She loved feeling the way she did. "Brother and sister, vixen and playboy. No real regard for others... it never matters who, not really."
Looking back on it, perhaps it would've been a better idea to pace herself, rather than just run like she was being chased by a pack of rabid dogs.
But on the other hand, considering Ludovica was apparently the entity that governed death by wildlife and there was a wolf there, running like H*ll wasn't such a bad idea either.
Life panted, leaning against a tree for a support. She just needed to catch her breath, and then she could continue. She just needed to catch her breath...
It wasn't like she was being chased anyway, right? Even in a short amount of time, she'd managed to run quite a ways away. (Her current body, though small, was fairly strong--and not to mention, young. In a way, it was a miracle this was the body she'd ended up with at the time.) So as long as Bennie was working her magic, Life would be alright.
She huffed. Running was exhausting, and it was still so cold out...
"Wh-who's there?" Life asked, suddenly. She'd heard a sound. "I-I swear, if it's another one, I'm going to be so done..."