Blackfeather Woods even the darkness has arms

The pale woman did not want him there. Ithrik was angered by this. Her warning for him to step aside did not go unnoticed, but it did go ignored. His ears were erect to catch the sound of a snarl that never found air outside of her mouth. The devil smirked coldly and took another step toward her, disregarding any warning that she should offer. “That's not very nice,” he hissed through gnarled, rotten teeth. Brows furrowed and his ears splayed to sit pointed on either side of his head. Ithrik drew his tongue over his lips once more and roamed the front of her with a calculating stare.