The fields were not a place that the beast frequented and yet he had been drawn there on this occasion. Winter was abound with the thick scent of estrus. While he had Malleah to keep himself sated, he still hungered for more, and perhaps in a twisted turn of events he cared for whether or not he pushed her past her limits. It was an uneasy feeling that had settled itself deep within his being, one like a burning ember that warmed his soul yet bit at him all the same. He had not wished to develop anything more than what their mutualistic relationship had been built upon and yet it was happening.

The heady scent of a female nearby turned this anger and unease into a carnal passion. The lurking demon was soon upon her trail and sneaking closer to her den among the grassy knolls. Such a beautiful fellow could not be so dangerous, right? Wrong. His nose lowered to the earth in search for her when he lost the path and soon picked back up on it once he had made a wide circle.

Red-tainted eyes peered through the waning darkness for any sign of a female heading back to the safety of her den, yet there was none to be found. But he would not be left defeated by a simple game of hide and seek. A low, sensuous howl is sent into the air foretelling of his status and his longing for companionship in hopes that she may answer. Perfectly crafted head returns to its normal position as he waits for a response and yet impatience grips him tightly.

With a huff he continues to move forward and is soon rewarded with his extra efforts. Near to a small hillock lay a beautiful dame amongst the starlight and with a pleased growl he approaches with confidence. ”Evening, m’lady.” his cool words are spoken in a baritone chord as he stops before her. ”Care if I join?” it is a polite enough question and yet he does not wait for her to approve of his presence. His large figure is lowered to the earth beside her as his nares flare to inhale the heady scent she is laying within. It is intoxicating, nearly overwhelming, and he is finding it very difficult to control himself.

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I AM AN EIGHT-YEAR OLD EXOTICAN BEAST OF MARVELOUS BLOOD WHO IS FREE OF CHAINS TO ANYWHERE. I POSSESS NO FURY AND HAVE CREATED NO DEMON BROOD... YET. MY MOTHER IS NOIR AND MY MASTERMIND IS FATE.