All good things come to an end

Azrael could see the fascination in the young girl's eyes. She was practically thrumming with anticipation for more from him, hanging onto his every word like gospel. It was an intoxicating sense of power he held over the poor unsuspecting fae. If only she knew the depths of the monster sitting so close to her... She shifted closer and he scooted a smidge bit around the fire as well. Still just out of reach of her, but daring to inch ever closer. She had no plans on where she was going next, no agendas or objectives. Although the mention of finding a romantic interest did earn her a curious lift of a brow from the violet and ebony brute. Ah, so she was a romantic, was she?

"Ohh-la-la! Do go on," he teased her with a playful grin. "Is that the goal of your adventures, Ri? To find yourself a mate to take home to your family?" Azrael wanted to keep her talking, to keep her guard down and distracted so she didn't notice his paw slipping surreptitiously into his herb satchel and finding the smooth glass vial of the injector he carried with him. Just a little closer, sweet prey...

"Azrael Saxe"