The moonlight and lengthening shadows was very spooky and he loved it. Mindful of those big silly gators (though he'll vanish his tail just in case, keep it out of snipping range), he focused entirely on the man who had a solid grip on him.

The king couldn't suppress a small laugh at the bite. Lestat, the loup-garou... no, no, bring on the monsters! Lucifer hadn't shapeshifted for fun in a very long time, maybe he should give Al a loup-garou encounter sometime-

But hey, let's add to it. He happily glamoured a cloud of squeaking bats overhead, and the hungry howl of the wolfman somewhere in that bog.