Can't stop and smell the roses!

Enyo’s paws pounded against the earth, each stride a powerful burst of speed as she chased after the deer. Her muscles worked in tandem like a well-honed weapon. The wind rushed past her carrying with it the scent of prey. She could see the deer up ahead, their forms bounding over the landscape in a desperate bid to escape her pursuit.

They were fast, but Enyo was relentless.

As she closed the gap, the land before her began to change. The once-familiar ground gave way to the shimmering expanse of the Bifrost. Glistening in the sunlight, stretching out towards Auster. The sight was almost enough to distract even Enyo, but her focus remained sharp, eyes locked on the herd as they fled across the glittering sands.

The surface beneath her paws shifted, a mix of white sand, shells, and minerals crunching softly with each stride. Enyo paid it little mind to how her paws sank with each landing, her instincts guiding her across the bridge as if it were just another part of her territory. She could see the deer faltering, unsure of this unfamiliar terrain, their movements becoming more erratic as panic set in. It was exactly the kind of vulnerability Enyo thrived on.


"SPEECH"