shut up my moms calling

Absinth had been having quite the interesting bunch of interactions lately! So much thrilling, unique experiences… But she was still hungry for more. She had taken to exploring the bordering territories of the Sound, yet still remaining close enough to answer the calls of Aresenn or Sephiran.

The monochromatic fae was trekking through large trees and shrubbery, scenting elk in the wind as she remained on alert- her steps light and disciplined. She thought, for a moment, that she had heard some sort of disturbance in the silence and wild ambiance of the pines… but she endeavored to continue on her explorations. An ear flicked here and there, body prepared from action at any minute… she was looking for a hunt; or something better. Whichever came first really.

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