Demons

His intentions of walking by unacknowledged were thwarted. First, the laughter and the strange garbled words that came out of the female's mouth stopped him dead in his tracks and cause him to turn his narrow gaze on her. What? Confusion took over almost immediately. Clearly, this wolf was not completely sane. Second, she approached him. There was definitely no avoiding her now.



Seraph wasn't extremely surprised at her hunger. Her mental state made him feel as though she may not be able to fend for herself well. She probably had someone to take care of her at some time in the past, and had lost that lifeline recently. That was just his guess though. What did surprise him was that she was expressing interest in his kill. He intended to eat it, but he wasn't all that excited about it. The gator looked atrocious.



His maw loosed and released the alligator, letting it fall to the ground. Something about this female reminded him of a pup - her apparent helplessness perhaps? A fatherly type of instinct kicked in and he decided maybe it was a good idea to help her out. Jezzy, is that your name? You're more than welcome to eat this, if you can figure out how to get through the skin. He had been pondering how he would do it anyway, maybe she knew. My name is Seraph.