Black Lies

charcoal demon advanced into the moist domain, hawks pinned. 'e was of nothing but pure evil, and cared about nothing, other than 'imself. the rare female would get 'is attention, but none seemed to be of 'is type. sturdy pistons carry 'im forward, nose to the air, scenting for something to hunt. onyx optics glance back and forth, awaiting something or someone to appear.