Totoka River sleep with the devil you know

cheeky little thing she was.

her nip was answered with a low rumble, both mischief and approval echoing in the depths of his chest as he turned to glance at her lowered form. she had experience in the art of hunting, that much he could tell through body language alone.

and so believing himself to have a capable enough partner, astaroth came to mimic her figure and lower himself near to the earth's floor. a commanding sway of his tail revealed his intent for her to follow close until eventually, after a minute or two passed, their prey was in sight.