Star's Point of View:
"Get off your arse, ya lil slacker!" Zasper yells to me as I lay on the ground after falling face first into some mud. He's really enjoying this isn't he?, I ask myself silently as I see a smirk on his face. We've been training for nearly two weeks and the meeting with all the dominants of the demon clan is tomorrow afternoon. Two weeks of training and yet, I still end up flat on my face when I'm sparring Zasper or Diabolus. Ugh, maybe I'm not all that cracked up everyone is making me out to be. It's very possible that I'm like any other young demoness...except I have the abilities of a werewolf. I give a sad chuckle, yea, right...except that. "Come on Star, up and at 'em!" Diabolus yells from the sideline. I roll my eyes. "Easier said than done. Zas is just gonna k
