Argust was glad to hear about the clothing, after being clean and still a little wet he was getting cold, he also no longer appreciated the feeling of being naked as he had been for many months. Before he could set off on his way to go get dressed another daemon looked to him and spoke. This one was much less... accommodating, his very voice lacked the kindness and allure, Severone, his name now sounded evil. He only half paid attention to his speech for his seemingly glowing red eyes seemed to shoot daggers and his viscous body movements told him all he needed to know, he was not Argust's friend. Just the way he said 'Cat' seemed to be some underhanded insult. His very demeanour was hostile, as if Argust's presence was like a threat to him his standing and territory. However Argust would not be moved, whatever this creature was he could do no more damage to him then what had been done, after all he no longer cared about his state of being, at least that was what he thought. He kept saying something about a pledge and that he needed to be taken by him. He needed to swear himself to the succubus, of whom he now knew her name, but through means of which he would have rather not have heard them through.<br/><br/>He stepped backward as he almost fell over and his eyes widened a little, she was the queen of Hades?! *Vieza!? Queen of the Underworld!?* His surprise was however dulled, so was his fear, he still had nowhere else to go and nothing else to do. He really didn't have a choice but to swear his life to her. All he had left was her, his hope in her. So really to him there was no choice, *die without hope or be sworn to the queen of hell.... I like the latter*<br/><br/>After Severone had finally left the room Argust started to listen much more carefully and a deep exasperation seemed to take its leave of him. Then he turned his attention to the one who he was hear for. As she spoke he noticed a very strong, and very euphoric smell in the room, something that weighed heavily upon his conscience and made it hard for him to concentrate. *What is this? Why did I not notice this before? It feels... so... so good.* His mind started to go numb and he walked toward her.<span style="font-style: italic">"Argust if you are a little weary of the pledge you have every right to be..Severone had went through the same thing years ago,he looked nothing like he does now and he was not as powerful either.The tattoos and markings on his body symbolise the pledge."</span>He liked the sound of that, power, a new look, he always wondered how he would look with tattoos. But the closer and closer he got to her the less he was able to think. With the slow squishy and organic sound of his still drying fur hidding the ground seemed to grow far away. All he saw was her. "I... I.. I like the sound of that, it... sounds fun." Argust's speech was slurred, as if he was drunk. He started to laugh, no it was more like a giggle, as if he was high on some kind of drug. The scent got stronger it smelled sweet and it was quite enticing. He was soon unable to think straight, he got close enough and hugged her.<br/><br/>He tried to speak but nothing coherent came out any longer, just sighs and mumbles. He again nuzzled against her, her flesh was so smooth and her wings were so soft. He was overcome with elation as a feeling for the need to mate came over him. As though he was on some sort of cat nip, he could not help it his body was acting on some primal instinct, he was losing control, and he was loving it.