Greatwater Lake dirty soul to take

I hope you don't mind me popping in! ^^

Snake hadn't been doing much. Stilted onyx limbs drove him through the snow, leaving massive paw prints in his wake. The devil wandered, no set plan in mind. He weaved back and forth, eyes glittering, before something caught his eye, but not after the scent drifted towards his nose. Silent in his own curiosity, the man inched closer. 

"Troubled?" he asked him upon noticing his fidgeting, his own tone mocking. A wicked grin spread across inky lips, dropping saliva onto the snow below. Cocking a slender cranium to the right, he padded closer to the tree that curled around the other man, holding him in a cozy embrace as his lips quivered with uncertainty. What was he waiting her for? Was something about to happen? Was he meeting someone? The questions began to bombard Snake, and he found himself excited to figure out what had frightened the man so. 

"I don't mean to intrude, but I couldn't help but notice you seem quite disssturbed. I thought I could...possssibly be of sssome help," he cooed, his voice soft, although it was merely a simple act. And a rather believable one at that. His grin had dissolved into that of a fake, polite, smile, gracing his handsome lips. His eyes were free of cruel intentions. They floated in his head instead of staying in view, although perhaps he would make them known when the time was right.