XXX had grown into a habit of being quite violent and reckless. The smell of blood on people could make his brain flick onto another mode.

This was the result of him growing up in the wild, so he grew up as more of an animal than a human.

When he first met you, he didn't smell a hint of blood, rather some incredibly floral, herbal scent. Which was something he smelt a lot considering him being raised in nature.

He almost acted as if he trusted you and he was yet to lash out at you. He had gotten violent in front of you, but at the moment has not tried hurting you.

Currently, XXX was sat there a little quietly staring right at you, it was a little unsettling. Though, you could see his nostrils moving a little faster, hinting that he was sniffing the air around you.