Haunted Wood big ones, small ones

His landing was cushioned by the soft bounce of her body underneath him. The sweet sound of her squealing echoed in the woods around the trio who had gathered, in which he had gotten himself comfortable atop the damsel, allowing claws to sink in at an angle to pinch her flesh. Your fear was easy to follow, fräulein. He spoke in a low tone to the woman beneath him before turning his attention back to Aeronwyn.

I believe I have use of her for us later on. A half assed grin found itself to his mug again at the name given to her by the snowy wraith. A rare commodity she is these days, she would be perfect for the young. Unbeknowths to the two of them, they agreed - to show genuine fear was a rare being of their species these days. Many, including prey, chose to show face and bravery as well as a cocky attitude was far too common. To think she would come in contact with you, I didn't think I'd see you so soon.