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Having sought out the beautiful Elysia, Absinth beckoned her with promises of bloodshed and brutality. She led her down a path she had discovered, countless tracks of smaller canids, the scent of coyotes strong in the air. A sweet whisper of excitement left her lips, motioning with a point of her nose to a clearing where a group of six coyotes were leisurely taking up space within the Forest. “Much too comfortable, don’t you think?” The monochromatic woman purred, her shoulder brushing up against Ely’s with a touch of mischievous intent.


Absinn lowered herself to the ground, her toes flexing in the perpetual frost that was scattered about. Inky lips twitched in anticipation, casting a side glance to her companion before she shot forward, a giggle leaving her jaws before she switched gears into a savage series of snarls. The coyotes erupted in confusion, fear, and anger. One was the first to react to her, and it was also the first her jaws met. She took it by the throat, lifting it off the ground and giving it’s smaller body a vicious shake, sending a snap reverberating through the clearing.

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