Blackfeather Woods Knock knock, a demons at your door

It wasn't long before someon arrived, but he wasn't the leader, nor someone she knew. He was large and jet like herself, though his eyes gleamed a dark emerald light when it caught agaisnt the moon's own. Instantly, she was attracted to his villainous vibe, that was another difference of the silhouette, she no longer held back desire, not since she was cheated on, and damn did she enjoy it. Her eyelids were half open and relaxed as she smirked wryly at the stranger. "Why would I with devilish visitor coming to greet me?" 

Her voice seemed to drip off her tongue with every word, not moving her gaze from him. The inky ghost copied his cocked head, it'd been awhile since she met someone malicious, as Judas no longer counted as corroupt, partly the reason why she'd come to Blackfeather, and she instantly took pleasure in seeing someone with such a crooked mind. 

His scent filled her nose like cologne, storing it for memory as she would hopefully stumble upon him more than once. Her orbs shifting to see his figure best she could, before landing on his gaze. It was pure appetite, similar to a vampire, and it only thrilled her more. The atmosphere was perfectly ominous, enclosing them like a trap.