demon

Dawn, the sky was streaked with vibrant colors from violet to faint gold. The crashing waves against the shore and the seagulls fluctuating in the soft, salty breeze. The large cliffs jutted into the air, providing the protection of the non-living collossal guardians. Little seashells dotted the shore, and a starfish was washed up along the shore.

Demon strutted down the soft sand, leaving a trail of paw prints behind him. Seaweed wrapped around one of his paws like a binding, but Demon welcomed the vegatation around his leg. He could've cared less for it, he was mostl worrying about the retaliation from Kohan, if it ever came. Demon never underestimated his power, and Kohan would be no match for the large brute. Demon laughed softly when the thought flickered of Kohan. Weak bastard, doesn't have a muscle in his body. Demon mused, smiling inwardly.