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Absinth moved through the craggy cliffs like a wraith, her paws silent against the stone as she navigated the treacherous terrain with practiced ease. The early morning mist clung to her ivory fur, dampening the edges of her sleek frame, but she paid it no mind. Her senses were tuned to the rhythmic caws of her ravens, their voices painting the world around her. She could hear their unrest—a shift in tone, carrying a note of urgency, of malice. Something was amiss.

Her ears twitched forward, and her eyes narrowed into icy slits as her hackles began to rise. The scent of saltwater mingled with the unmistakable tang of hostility drifted to her on the breeze. Her lips curled ever so slightly, a flicker of a snarl hidden beneath a mask of calm. Curiosity, laced with a simmering undercurrent of thrill, guided her closer. Until she saw it. Her blood running hot and cold simultaneously.

Absinth’s sharp eyes locked onto the scene below—Kaino standing tall and proud with a snarl etched across her face. A paw pressed firmly against Araxina’s forehead, threatening to shove her daughter into the freezing depths below. The sight sparked a flash of cold fury within Absinth, her muscles tensing beneath her coat as the desire to tear Kaino apart flooded her senses. But she reined it in, the fierce storm brewing beneath her calm exterior kept on a tight leash. Fuck. Aresenn send her strength!

Her approach was almost leisurely, each step deliberate and soundless as she descended from the rocks. Surely her daughter had a hand in her own attack, but even so a mother’s instinct was a fearsome thing. Her expression was unreadable, a chilling stillness settling over her features, but there was a dangerous fire lurking in the depths of her gaze. The ravens above swirled in erratic patterns, their caws sharp and mocking as they reflected their mistress’s growing hunger for retribution.

“Kaino~” Her voice was smooth, a deadly purr that carried the weight of impending violence. The air crackled with tension as she closed the distance, her presence a sudden, suffocating force that demanded attention. “That’s my child you’re holding under your paw.”

Her gaze flicked lazily from Araxina to Kaino, her eyes gleaming with a predatory light that hinted at the feral wrath lurking just beneath her skin. She tilted her head slightly, a twisted smile curling her lips as her ravens settled on the rocks around her, their black eyes reflecting her malice. “You want to snuff out a child? Kill your own.” A pause, in which Absinth stepped closer, emeralds staring into Kaino’s. ”I carried her for many weeks, and she has her faults, but she is spirited. Strong. Let her go. Or… perhaps you’d like me to teach you just how fragile life can be?” Hard to be civil in this case. Even if her daughter was a little deviless.

Her smile widened, baring the edge of her teeth, daring Kaino to make a move. The unspoken threat was clear—one wrong step, and Absinth would gladly strip Kaino of everything she held dear, piece by agonizing piece.


"Absinth Artemisia Inferos"