Toxins In My Blood

He became aware of her presence halfway across the terrain back toward the island. He didn't see her so much as he sensed the presence of another, lingering, stalking him. It was quite a rush of adrenaline to know he was the object of someone's focus. A sly smirk played on the Saxe brute's lips while he played coy and continued his walk back home, albeit at a more leisurely pace now. He wanted her to catch up to him. Rounding a snow bank was when he caught a glimpse of her behind him—the black patches of her coat standing out against the fresh snow where her alabaster white fur blended in seamlessly. Ah, the fae from the hunts... Absinth's sister. He had wondered if she'd be bold enough to try to seek him out after their initial encounters. Az was pleased to see that she had been after all. Now what could she want with him at this hour, he wondered? Though he didn't really have any doubts he knew what she was after.

Azrael kept up their little game of cat and mouse for a while longer, letting her draw closer to him as he slowed his steps, pretending to sniff about on the ground or dig through some snow for herbs he wasn't even looking for anymore. She played along, whether willingly or unwittingly, and before long he heard the soft crunch of fresh powder beneath dainty paws. Now the game was afoot. But which fae would be the one approaching him tonight? As her mellifluous voice called out to him, Azrael lifted his sage green gaze from the snow to meet her ruby gaze, a sly smirk greeting her on his muzzle. By her sultry words, it sounded like he'd be entertaining Helonia tonight.

"Hello to yourself, my dear," he purred back to her in his velvety baritone voice, each syllable dripping with saccharine sweet honey as it turned to hot fog at the end of his mouth. Az lifted his head to his full height, gaze never wavering from hers. "Are you simply out here letting the moonlight bathe your dazzling coat, lovely Helonia, or are you on a mission tonight?" Azrael tipped his head a fraction of a degree while he considered the fae before him. A fascinating creature. Two minds in one body. One deliciously supple, slender, curvy body... Oh, the things he'd like to learn from her.

"Azrael Saxe"