Enjoying his master's affections towards his change, Damien emitted a low and soft whine as Cateline scratched behind his ears. Rearing up, he allowed himself to indulge upon the instincts given to him by this form; that is to say, he carefully reached up with his paws on Cateline's lap and stretched to lick her face, his tail wagging. The small moment of peace did not last however, and Damien suddenly growled threateningly. Turning his head, he sniffed the air, his eyes shining darkly.

Barking loudly, two separate streaks flew out of his back to materialize into two more black hounds. Snarling, they leapt forward to search the mansion. The first Damien crouched into a protective bundle by Cateline's feet, his gaze seeing exactly what his clones were.

"My Lady...there is an intruder among us. Something different.....something tasty."