I told you I would tell you

"You haven't had fun in quiet some time." the ghost said to him floating around his head. The man ignored it, the little white orb was annoying the crap out of him anyway but it nearly looked like he saw nothing. While his body knew it was there his mind didn't know any better through the illusions. Draught didn't give a crap about it regardless. It made fair points that he hadn't hunted anyone down for quiet some time, he was getting rather lazy and ever since coming here he hadn't found a sign of his fathers blood anywhere. He was looking for it, craving it, obviously he had some siblings somewhere. Though who knew where his brother was at the moment.
"Waver it, taste it, make sure it's yours. These things don't just come and go as they please. Women are the best, and men raise your status. Domination is what your best at." the annoying humm of the ghost made his ears twitch. Less anyone catch him in his odd daze so distant from the world like he always was. He had nothing but his sheer power, hallucinations and the rest. Draught was exactly that, a ghost like the orb that was swimming around him. As his black front paws hit the water and he starred at his reflection. Purple eyes showing no emotion as usual.