You Better Get Up Out The Way

Her heart beat in rhythm with the anticipation moments before action, primal excitement coursing through her veins. She watched briefly as Aresenn flexed his nails into the ground, the tension building in the air between them all. Elysia's signal was imminent, and Absinth knew it was time to channel that horribly bloodthirsty part of her now.

With a quick glance at her comrades, Absinth gave each a smirk – emerald eyes filled with a mix of mirth and eagerness. “Let's give them something to remember!” She cackled, her voice low and filled with determination. She was dying for Elysia to give the signal, every muscle ready for the hunt. She could feel the unity of the group, each member contributing to the strength of their pack. The coyotes would never know what hit them, until teeth snapped and bones broke.

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