Vanity stood in front of a large victorian style mirror against the wait. She looked up and down, side to side, she smiled smugly and fluttered her eyelids. She slowly walked to the balacanly in the room, she gently pushed it open without any struggle. She walked towards the far edge to the barren wasteland her castle rested in.

Akyua walked around in the foggy forest grounds around Lust's castle. He was in wolf form, snow white fur, icy blue eyes, the tips of his ears black and two sharp stripes on his left forearm black as well. His claws dug in the ground with each step he took. He held his snout in the air sniffing for foreign scents to sniff out any intruders on the grounds. He was near the castle, in fact he was a couple miles away from it. He continued on with his hourly watch of the forest.