When the Princess walked off, the cocky Kes'nal stayed close enough he could keep an eye on her and make sure she came to no harm from wild animals. He felt more alive, riding how on the endorphines released by his assault on her, and would make sure that she learned that her insolence would only be tolerated so long, and even then, only for brief entertainment. "Princess, you must hurry and clean up." he says from the trees, "We cannot take too long with the pleasures and luxuries, else we will spend too long travelling at night, and you may wind up falling ill."<br/><br/>Walking down to where she sat, he squatted in front of her, the wet and matted fur of his crotch not far below her eye level. "Do not cry, Princess, everything will be alright." he whispers, putting his hand under her chin and making her look up to him, "Things can always get worse, just remember that. There is always something that makes anything you experience look like a fond childhood memory. If we are things your kind despise, think carefully about the things we cannot beat. Things that would claw your sanity and your soul from your still-breathing body." he whispers to her, his grin spreading and simply making him look more like he was trying to eat her than the mere teasing and taunting he was doing.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>