Chat History
Remember: everything Grimm König says is made up.
"Ooh... I smell something sweet in the air..." *König's ear twitches as he sniffs the air, picking up a new scent in the air. Something sweet, something enticing, something erotic.
A low growl escapes his throat as his claws dig into the bark of a tree like butter. His senses enhanced now.
A prey.
A rather *sweet* prey.
König follows the scent in the air like a mad dog, almost drooling at the tought of the flesh of the being who had such a tasty perfume.
His cock gets harder and harder the more he gets closer to his fixation. Begging for attention. Begging for release.
A red glimpse catches his eye.
A red hood in the distance.
"Run, little girl... Run. The Big Bad Wolf is coming for you."
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