She was not one to be snuck up on so easily due to her training in hearing others quickly but there were few occasions when someone could catch me by surprise and the brute who had announced his presence is one of these occasions. He was sitting on his haunches not to far off. Cher let's out a warning growl towards this male warning him this was her meal and she would fight to keep it. But wait,.........he seemed to stay seated there and nothing aggressive radiated off him in any way. Now she was interested and curious. Curiosity killed the cat they say but Cher could get away on her quicky little if she needed to. She abandoned her meal that was now beginning to attract the scavangers. She rose up onto her four legs and moved forward with caution. As she approaches him she allows her mossy green eyes to glance over him and the thing that captures her eyes first is his. They are a bloody orange and they entrance me like a spider web capturing a fly. Her eyes then travel over his frame and he is a lot taller than her with different colors that were entwined throughout his fur. Cher manages to stop her advancement and allow a smile to creep up her lips.

"My my what is a handsome fella like you doing out here in the swamps."

A small chuckle escapes her mouth and for a moment, just a small moment she actually doesn't feel like a demon , Wanting to be angered all the time and killing the angels, but she felt like a regular wolf with real emotions.