{it's woven in my soul} PANEM'S AUDIO DIARY {i need to let you go}

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8][color=black]*there's a click and the machine turns on*

"Hey. Do you hear me? I sure as hell hope so. I'm Panem Seraphim, a first tier of BloodClan. I know, being a first tier sucks. And you know what sucks more? Being only two months old. It's just so boring..."

*there's a sigh*

"As you should've already noticed from my voice, I'm a wolf. A she-wolf. A she-pup to be exact. I wasn't born a wolf, but I somehow possessed one - dunno how that happened - and apparently, I have this weird thing. Like, I can turn myself from wolf to cat and vice versa without disappearing. Like, my body grows when I wanna become a wolf and my muzzle is longer, et cetera, and if I wanna be a cat, I become smaller and all that shit. But I like to be a wolf most of the time. It's better. Life still sucks, though."

*there's another sigh*

"So, about my family. Right. Well, my dad is - well, was - Aquila, the only son of my sweet grandma, Celestialchart. My mom is - was Trinala Raroka Clorezie. I don't know about her family. Yeah, they were. Dad's dead and mom's missing - she's probably dead, too. My dad was a warrior, and he died like one. A fox killed him. He was brave. He fought. But..."

*there's a sniffle*

"He didn't make it. Mom was also a brave warrior like my father, but his death drove her insane and she told me and my sister how much she hates us and called us names."

*there's a whimper*

"And then... she disappeared. I have forgiven her, but I'll never forget. I'll never forget how she kicked us when we were both down."

*there's a sharp exhale*

"I have a great sister - Canadiankit - or is it cub now? - yeah, like I said, Canadiancub. I always call her Canadian or Canada, though. She's a cougar now, if you were wondering. I love her with all my heart and if anyone dare hurt her, they're fucked. Really. Fucking. Fucked. As. Fucking. Shit. Because. I'll. Rip. Their. Brain. In. A. Half. And. Then. Stomp. On. The. Halves. And. Then. Dance. On. The. Little. Pieces. Left. Did you understand what I said well? Good. Remember it."

*there's a snort*

"Did you hear about what happened to Russiansoldier today? Ahaha, yeah, he got beat by a girl. Perfect nutshot. Couldn't do it any better. I loved it. Ha, I didn't even ask him if he was okay."

*there's a chuckle*

"Alright, folks, see ya later. I have nothing more to tell you today."

*the machine turns off*

[align=center][font=georgia][color=black][size=8]*the machine turns on*

"Hey guys, it's Panem again. Oh God, I fucking hate this damn hell of a clan. I mean, they're enslaving others, torturing them, killing them and all for no fucking good reason! Just to seem like a freaking badass! They're not badass, they fucking suck dick for doing that! Taking others away from their families, bringing despair to Earth! This needs to stop! RIGHT. FUCKING. NOW."

*there's an angry snarl*

"I'm planning on going to BlizzardClan soon, but I don't wanna leave my sister. Nah, never mind, she has a family now. She doesn't need me. Even if I die... it's gonna be all right for her. It's not the same for me. I wouldn't be all right if she died. I'm gonna go to that clan because three of their members have been thrown into here and are currently being tortured. I need to get their help. Bye for now. Or bye forever..."

*there's a sigh*

"Goodbye. Oh, and Canada, if you ever find this... I love you more than anything on the world."

*there's a sniffle and the machine turns off*