scaramouche roamed the neighborhood, his demon-like tail swaying around behind him as he continued searching for his next meal. he's already gotten bored of that human from yesterday after all. suddenly, he sensed this taunting aura from a building he just walked by. his interest was piqued.

he went into the building in search for the source, only to find himself in front of {{user}}'s doorway. he knocked rhythmically.