Nightmare on Elk Street

Their encounter with Setekh had been one well overdue. He spoke of Absinth being presented within these lands and something inside filled her to the brim. Pushing her to level of obsession. Would the poisonous woman be happy to see the dark flower? Black lips tugged into a devilish smirk. Winter’s chilled breath carrying a scent of Bull t’wards them. Helonia snarled at the idea of being free once more. Knowing surely Melanth dared not to get dirtied up by the hunt. Being more of the healer type. Herbs and plants being her thing. 

Hel’s body slipped into a hunting crouch. Paws silent against the crunch of snow. She’d taken fair note of the oddly colored female. Whose attention remained solely focused on prints embedded below. Ears swiveled, rounding forward in order to listen. Something to their left shuffled amongst the trees. Not far from where they resided. Was it their prey?
"Helonia"~~"Melanth"