She examined the farms from above, shivering nearly constantly now, and wondering why her body was covered in bumps. After a moment, she decided on a female watching a herd of goats, more isolated than the others and still near the forests, where she could hide if she had too. She landed in a clearing near the female goat herder, noticing with satisfaction the female was young, shapely, and had a certain glow that only demons and devils could see, the glow of a virgin. Her soul would go a long way to restoring her, and the tasteless clothing would help hide her wings and tail while she hunted other mortals for more souls.<br/><br/>Slipping through the forest was easy, it was early in the warming part of the cycle, the snows had already melted, and the sickening noises of life about the forest would hide any mistakes she made, and she made several, the loss of her connection to the unholy playing havoc with her instincts. She finally got to the edge of the forest, picking a dead tree to hide behind, so her deep bronze skin wouldn't be as obvious. She waited until the young female turned away, noticing that she didn't have any way of summoning help, or anything about her that seemed dangerous, before stalking forward. She got right up behind the female, and then smiled as she purred quietly at her. "You can either submit or be raped. I would prefer the second."