The Devil's in the Next Room

The beast was on the move once more. This morning had been uneventful, though he had told Nova a bit more about his idea of being a good lady. Whether she was starting to take to the lessons was still yet to be seen. But that was a topic for another time. He had caught wind of an interesting scent. It was one he had been exposed to as a mere yearling, though that was also the year his father had instructed him on furthering the bloodline. Nabis had had much the same training, though he didn't tend to be like Daemon and their father had, he was less violent and less likely to drag a woman home to force her into their ways.

He padded forward, his eyes searching the rocks ahead until he came across what had drawn him here. It was a female, young but he could smell her from far enough away to know she was indeed old enough to bear young. He approached smoothly and as quietly from behind her as he could. Of course he did remember what his mother told him about respecting girls if he truly wanted something from them. Perhaps he should try it here and see if it worked.

He stopped a short few feet away from her rear and looked her over. She was pretty at least. "So what is a pretty young woman doing out here alone?" he stood there as noble looking as he could manage though he couldn't pretend he wasn't interested.