"Hey, Beast." The little girl by his side lurged forward and kneeled down. "Look, a bird." Beast walked to her side and looked at what she had found. It was a little robin, but his feathers were black and bloodstained.
"Don't touch it", Beast said warningly. "It has been poisoned." The girl backed off.
"Poisoned? Poor little guy", she said, standing up. "Well, it can't be helped. Let's go home. I'm hungry", she added shrugging. The cruel death of this tiny bird did not seem to bother her at all. Beast sighed.
"We don't have anything to eat at home", he told her.
"Then go and hunt a human. There are still humans in this village past the forest, right?", the girl asked.
"Yes, there are. But you know you should'nt be eating human flesh. It could-"
"- turn me into a Wendigo, just like you. Yeah, I know. But I don't want to starve and everything else has been poisoned by this strange disease. I need something to eat. Now." She pointed east. "Go hunting." Beast stared at the girl. He, too, had not eaten for three days. He disliked the way she behaved, the way she moved, the way she spoke. Beast hated her. But it was all part of his plan. He was a Wendigo, a monster, unable to eat anything but human flesh. And he was never satisfied, always needed more. The girl was just thinking food to him, quite clever food.
When she had stumpled across him a month ago, he would have never thought of using her. He was a monster and she just an ordinary five year old girl. Wendigos usually kill every person they see, no matter how old they are or what their religion is. Wendigos just kill and eat humans. No exceptions. But this girl had broken all rules and had offered her dead mother as a present to Beast. With his hunger under controll, she started using him for her own. At the same time, Beast started to controll her mind, bit by bit, until she was more Wendigo than human. Beast hated it. He hated this girl.
"Oi, Beast! I'm hungry!", she moaned annoyingly. "Go and kill a stupid human for me!" Beast slowly started moving east. Then he turned around. "Beast?" He slurped towards her. "Beast?!" His claws were ready, ready for killing. "Beast , stop it!!" The girl started running. Beast increased his speed, following her. She had no chance of escaping on her short legs, soon she would be caught. Beast suddenly felt the power he had. The power to decide if this girl should live or die. And he knew the answer.