As a female voice called out to the group, Damon turned and saw the minotaur lass get off the huge motorcycle and walked up to himself and the others. He could see she was tall and well-built as she came up, very full-figured and honestly pretty hot. An unconscious smile spread across his face as she approached, letting out a beaming white cheshire smile spread across his chops... A look which he had to slowly tilt his head to look up to for looking at her face... If he was to look at her face, which he didn't. He<em>did</em>try, though he nearly fell backward ass over tit, swaying arms and flopping out his mismatched wings he managed to catch himself and right his balance...<em>The curves weren't that bad to look at anyway...</em><br/><br/>He was about to answer her first question about classes, which he admittedly didn't know himself and was going to state that, when suddenly the minotaur girl approached him before the others... His eyes widened with big ol' pupils like a deer caught in headlights when suddenly her large hand came and glomped him uptop the head, squidging his part white part black fluffy bob of hair... "<em>Ah!</em>" he gasped out, "I... err, guess?" he awkwardly smiled, trying again to look at her face, though only managing to look up to her chest. He let out a nervous little chuckle though admittedly getting a hand on his head felt nice and his smile was outwardly pleasant. He hadn't felt something like that since he did a good job for The Creator.