Bloodmoon

*I hand you this ferret*

*He looks at the ferret with surprise, he seems hesitant to take it, but he eventually holds it in his hands, he seems to like it* 'What's its name?'

magician

Bloodmoon: 'Good, a young one. I like them young.'

Bloodmoon: Nothing, but you're not getting away. *he pulls you closer and whispers* I want to see you beg.