Haunted Wood something wicked this way comes

"A leader, a king,"

Aries was, by nature, a man led not only by his orders - a cold array of bloodthirsty commitments - but also by the streak of arrogance that flooded his veins. Perhaps it was among the few reasons that he allowed the stranger an opportunity to escape unscathed from this encounter, a single flaw between the frozen crevices of his heart. To be a soldier of a shadowed kingdom, emotions were required to be sealed off, in order for the jobs to be completed with the utmost efficiency. Quick, with no distractions. However, sometimes, the demon in his belly would lick through his throat and drive his teeth forward without his full consent. Uncontrollable, double-sided - the ice-blooded assassin and the ravenous killer.

"Perhaps we shall meet again one day, then," he mused, raspy voice of the darkest thunder. An invitation for a departure, unless the yearling had other conversational topics on his mind.