Silverlight Terrace came across a cosmic serpent with hands woven into his hair

He didn't know that someone was nearby. It could easily be blamed to his messed up sleep schedule as of late. He had been waking too early lately and it had deeply disrupted him. Soon enough his schedule would be fixed again though.

That was why it took him rounding a tree to spot an ashy, younger figure. The first thing that always crossed Behemoth's mind was what do I stand to gain? A missing child was worthy plenty but the scent on him told there would be plenty to bargain with. Which meant there was likely more to lose by keeping him.

Pale yellow eyes stayed trained on the younger boy. A low purr-growl vibrated out of Behemoth as he moved a bit closer to the boy. You're brave, aren't you?