This one is strange, even for the likes of him. His senses scream of the unnatural, and yet he can't quite get a bead on what, exactly, made her so. To say the least, his curiosity is piqued.
Claws lay hidden just beneath the skin, itching to break through as he dared to approach. If she made even one wrong move, they'd find their way to the soft flesh of her throat, in a matter of seconds.
❝I wouldn't go down there, if I were you. Unless you're looking for trouble, of course. Then be my guest. -- But the Four Winds aren't one's for company, especially not the uninvited variety.❞













