Raeneth expected nothing, approaching the shrine after a long time of being gone. Loneliness brought her footsteps this way. She clicked her teeth in curiosity. The pool before her eyes was beautiful, but somewhere, there was another pair of lighted orbs directed at her. Her tail bristled as her vision hit the source.
It was canine, small, but fierce. With a high-pitched bark-
Is that a pup?
The demon's scarred smile struck the little beast, but not by sight. It felt something within, a warm chuckle, the welcoming beacon to a path that opened very few times.
Drawn out, the pup, scurried toward Raeneth, wings spread. The snout sought cinnamon and the rest gathered in behind, hiding in a dark cloak that meant safety and food.