Wraith in the snow

Next, she added in a couple red-capped mushrooms that she cut up with her obsidian shard, crushing them with a pestle between her claws until the fine crimson goop mixed into the sap. Really, she thought it was much prettier in its purest form, but the fun in reducing something to suit her needs? Far more intoxicating.

She worked with a smile, her eyes intent on her task, only every so often looking up to cast the fox an excited look. “We’re just missing one little thing.” Ravana sighed almost longingly, her fingers moving to continue compounded the mixture, adding in three strange seeds with a giggle before lifting it to her nose, inhaling deeply.

"Ravana Seraphim Saxe"