Haunted Wood Free yourself from yourself

Stopping for a moment by a twisted tree, the beast allowed his shoulder to rub up against its cold bark. Though most of the markings and patrolling was done by the others, he would add to it himself on nights like these. Where he had nothing better to do than to wander the borders and ensure that they were upheld properly - to his pleasure, they were. 

Among the shadows, another had approached. A face he had not seen in a while since her joining the ranks. Her voice rang familiar first, twisting his tall ears into her direction first before allowing his head to follow. As she spoke his mind wandered. She was at the top of the list for those who would earn the position of Consort first. Tzila had shown affection before time and time again, showing interest - only for her to disappear among the sea of bodies within the ranks. Slipping off with Black Hat and leaving Vengeance to find a new Consort. 

Though he was not disappointed in his choice, nor did he think Serem lacked in any traits for the position; he couldn't help but wonder what had caused the red-necked woman to turn. However his curiosity would remain unquenched, it was not interesting enough for him to question and pursue. This wound does not make me weak. He retorted sharply.