Blackfeather Woods cry tears of blood, kiddo

Crescendo was torn. Here, in the clearing, was a female who was giving him a nice view. Somewhere else in the Darkwoods, was Kadence, who almost always gave him a great view, and took him sightseeing. He growled at himself, then stepped out into the clearing in plain view. Silver eyes held none of the gold they held for Kadence, and the usual lust was vacant, well, vacantish, as he looked at the pretty female. Justvisitingjustvisitingjustvisiting, he kept repeating to himself.

"I don't believe we've met. Who are you?"

Eye struggle to stay on her head, wanting to move downwards is their true intention.