As Victor continued walking, he could sense another presence. He walked slowly and quietly, toward the lake. When he got a bit closer, he could see another figure. It had long hair that looked like fire, and it was moving effortlessly and silently at the edge of the forest. Victor walked toward it, curiosity getting the better of him and setting in, as if it lived in him. He carried himself tall, in case this fire-haired figure was a predator, or worse, a Hunter. Victor shook the thought from his head, giving the figure the benefit of the doubt. As he looked more closely, he could see a bow in the figure's hands, an arrow nocked but not drawn. He decided to move around to the front of the figure, as to not startle it. Victor didn't fancy being shot with an arrow this early in the morning, or ever for that matter.
"Hello," he said, his voice like velvet, flowing out from deep in his throat. "Hunting? This early?" His voice continued in its deep, lush manner, a tone that most, if not all, swooned over at the first earful. A soft and gentle smile played across his lips, his entire demeanor intriguing and inviting. His Succubus tendencies began to set in as he found the creature before him beautiful. He could tell that she was not a Hunter, but he did not know exactly what she was. Her fiery hair and honey-coloured eyes were compelling to Victor. "I promise you that I am not here to hurt you. I've never seen a creature with such beauty and strength before," he said, articulating his words with a fine air of eloquence. It took all of Victor's will to not reach out and touch the girl's hair and seemingly gentle face. The smile he had conveyed to the girl didn't cease, as he was unable to keep himself from admiring her, his senses attempting to take all of her in.