His fiery gaze lingered over the lad's frame as he gave his name. Ganymede. Fitting, he thought, for a pretty boy to bear my cup one day. he mused to himself with an arrogant smile.
"Demon Prince?" He mused, walking away from the boy. The first time he heard the nickname. His eyes were on the shore and he couldn't immediately spot his girl. His tail swished with an irritated flick as he picked up his pace to reach the beach. He sniffed the ground for her and found her huddled in the tree roots.
"What of you Kitten?" He chuffed at her, "Come out. Do you think me a Demon?" He asked, barely holding himself back from digging her out.
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