Puternic's gaze locked on Korono's body once more as she walked to that last stool in the bar. As if Kor did not exist, he followed the kitsune and took the seat next to her, which coincidentally was between the kitsune and redhead, who was seating a couple of stools away. From there, he could sniff the weird, provocative scent coming from the redhead at the same time he quite understood why kitsune had been hunted: she smelled delicious to eat. Puternic was not there to feed, neither had he ever fed like an animal - some bites had been given, but nothing serious.<br/><br/>Then, Alexa's "kind" comments were spoken.<br/><br/>The redhead was completely ignored by Puternic. Nothing could stop him, nothing could ruin his confidence, nothing could fear him. It was as if her provocation had gone completely unnoticed, when it reality it had not: Puternic took note of it and saved for later. Clearly, he started to recognize that the little boy and the redhead bitch seemed to be ganging together for some time. It was important to recognize who was with him and who was against him. Others had just arrived and it was time to start limiting his territory in that new area.<br/><br/>'Pentru dumnezeu' thought Puternic to himself. Korono came in his aid right before he was saying something to the pretty kitsune. This certainly gave him the opportunity to start a conversation with the pretty inn's owner. Once more, he turned his gaze to meet hers as if devouring her with his blue eyes.<br/><br/>"Emotions are not to be kept locked inside a person. Those living with a mask do not live: they just survive. What differentiates us from a plant is exactly that we have a heart beating and blood in our veins. No chlorophyll makes us better beings. Don't you agree, Korono?", Puternic added. Before she could say anything, he added. "And you surprised me to know about Gaspar Sanz...not very popular guitar player".