“Mating Season” //honestly just throws all the muses at Cress pick and choose as u like uwu
The monster growls low when he feels someone approaching, he’d come down by the bank of the closed-off icy lake to be alone and try to cool off. Given that he’s giving off enough alpha pheromone to knock the proudest demon down a few pegs with how pent up he is. Not to mention the literal heat. Even with the cooling effects of the water, he still would feel like an electric blanket on high if one were to touch.
He sits up, sitting halfway up from underneath the water he’d been under far too long for anyone with lungs to have survived like a Hollywood vampire out of a coffin. ...That had to be why whoever this was was down here, right? They’d somehow spotted him and assumed he was dead or drowning then come to try and save him.
“ Look, if yer lookin to play hero or some shit yer outta luck. Best bet fer yer safety is for ya to fuckin leave.” he snarls, voice far deeper and raspier than he’d ever normally allow in this form. But at the moment, he doesn’t care, he just wants this bout of intensity to pass so he can get back to doing what he wants.
