Sunbeam Lair you yes you

a shadow shifted in the gloom, and stigmata materialized from it with a flash of scythe-silver eyes and a flick of brown, brooding ears. his gaze was set intently upon the wayfaring dove of elysium - the personification of light and splendor - and he pondered over her presence here, feeling eager to assume her intentions were nefarious. but she glided in no particular direction and seemed to track nothing but the stars overhead, guided by them unwittingly, right into his serpentine reach.

coincidences didn't exist in this universe, and the devil couldn't ignore fate when she delivered his gifts so nicely wrapped. stigmata licked his lips as he made up his mind, and began to prowl quietly after the willow wolf, waiting slyly to be noticed.