The paw lead another paw, then a body, legs, tail, head, hat, cape and horn all following. The cloud was no more. But the creature continued to fade and stabilize, never having a full form. It wore something resembling a witch's hat, and a long elegant cape. Both were purple, fading into a midnight black. The cape held stars, seeming pulled from the sky and scattered onto the cape. Where the ends of the cape met around the creature's neck, a small golden pocket watch lay.

               Darci began shaking in fear. She felt frigid tentacles reach out and touch her fur. So that's what a demon is. Shockingly cold claws seemed to grasp her soul, and lifted her closer to the beast. Darci looked down at her chest, and a glowing purple heart, crafted of magic, floated in front of her soul. It was the same color as the demon's eye. Then it hit her.