Willow
This is accurate. With the corpses outside they become more panicked at the sight of anything beyond their comprehension.
He is displeased with my existence. It infuriates him. He chokes with the hatred of what was done to his feeble mate. She has burned out of existence and will never exist in another form again. This is all that is left.
...Willow. This term is acceptable.
Darkness does not leave; it may be silent and drape away from your senses, but it is there under the flesh. You reek of it now. It is delicious.