Croatian Tales of Long Ago - Bjesomar

Considering my lineage, one would think that the Demonic Rider plus the Goddess of Death would be able to make an awe-inspiring offspring. Instead, daddy Črt's shape-shifting gene made me into a forest kitten.

I reflected on eliminating him for making me into a purring machine. As it turned out, this shape I exist in became a decisive asset when I started developing my hobby into a full-fledged business affair. Namely, I collect demons, especially small forest demons. And my purring mesmerizes them. Or something to the same effect, because they obey my every order.

In any case, those babies can detect and track any “poor, innocent soul” that happens to wander into our woods. What fun we all have then... The stories I could tell... You know what, you should come by sometime! We operate globally, so you can get in touch with our enterprise wherever you may roam.