When I reached my door, I unlocked it and went inside. Alan followed behind and shut the door locking it. I took off my shoes and walked in the bathroom to wash my teeth.
While brushing my teeth I looked in the mirror and sighed. I looked at my face, my hair, eyes, everything. I looked at the scar that a rouge left when I was fighting. It was a little bit under my left ear. It wasn't long, about two or three inches long.
I dragged my finger gently over the scar remembering the rogue. The rogue was almost dead, but before I could kill him he scratched my face with his paw. I snapped his neck and he fell down dead. The scratch wasn't deep but deep enough to leave a scar.
I looked at my mark that held my power. It shined a little. I looked at it closely and saw that it has become bigger. I
