Circe takes her new pet Bull from her castle to the pasture. "Your going to love your new home Damon. It's a great place for a Bull like you."
While they walk down the castle halls. Damon takes a good look around and was amaze of the place.
Looking around he could see many halls and rooms as well. This catches Circe's attention.
"You like my castle Damon?" She ask him. "This castle is huge and amazing. You must have alot of guest here." Said Damon.
"Not really. It's just me, my headmaidens, and my pet pigs." Said Circe. "Do you ever get lonely?" Said Damon.
"Sometimes. But I can't have guest because I'm a witch." In a few minuets. They make it to the pasture.
Circe opens the gate and Damon goes through as she close the gate as Damon looks around.
It had already stop raining as the sun shines on Damon's black hide and fur as he could feel the grass under his hooves.
He could also feel the gentle wind blowing on his fur as he thought to himself. "I finally found a place to call home."