Stheno of the Rabisu liked to hunt.
It was one of the few things she'd learned to truly enjoy when she first came up from the underworld.
The green, blues, and reds of this world made the experience so much more cathartic than it had been in the permanently black and dreary underworld that was her old home.
They created a beautiful picture that she felt could be most captivating and addictive; turning her into possibly the only demon from hell who enjoyed nature.
But then again, all of her kin seemed to be branching out these days.
Ever since her lady Igrat had transferred all of the rabisu into the service of the dragon Abaddon; there were certain things that she and her kin had difficulty adjusting to.
The people here, as well as the emperor himself, they were all so.... mushy.
They fought with each other sometimes and engaged in carnal debauchery like the best of lust demons.
But they were all so feeling oriented.
