Åtsel drew nearer to the voices, eventually coming upon two people standing very close and a third fox like girl a bit away. He stopped walking, deciding to watch and wait for a moment before announcing his presence. Silent as death he glided behind a nearby tree, closing his eyes to watch their auras. The man was quite clearly a vampire, the woman normal, and the fox girl a hybrid. The vampire and woman's auras danced about each other, tangling threads of energy together and untangling them in a display of smoldering passion. Kill them. Åtsel shook his head very slowly, trying his best to ignore the whispers of his Father. "No, Father. I will not and you know this." It was a constant battle, his Father always whispering evil in his mind, and Åtsel shutting him down. He could not help what he was, but he could help how he acted. The couple began to grow more intimate, the auras more frantic in their pawing of each other, and Åtsel began to feel uncomfortable; too much like a peeping Tom.
Creeping his way behind the trees Åtsel found himself near the fox girl, his footsteps inaudible as if he were gliding instead of walking. It helped him grow close to the girl before her sensitive ears twitched in his direction but by that time he was mere yards away. You could strike now, drive your hand through her chest and remove her heart. The other two won't even notice if you're quick enough. Then we could hunt them. Åtsel's ears burned as he became angry with his Father, "ENOUGH." His Father grew silent, for now. The fox girl glanced over her shoulder, her eyes widening as she saw Åtsel so close. He smiled widely, taking a few steps closer. "Hello, I am Åtsel."