Blackfeather Woods All he did was play you!

@Tuvaq @Abaddon 

It has been quite a minute since she had been in this territory and it was beyond apparent that the old residents had moved on to greener pastures it had seemed.

The raven furred woman was beyond fuming and her fur was stained with the blood of the rabbit she had just consumed, but not because she was hungry no because she was pissed and wanted to tear something apart.

Note to self: this is before Tuvaq goes to Kaistleoki with Acheron.

Angry and bloody, that's what this woman was. She looked furious, and of course that interested Tuvaq, who offered the woman a smirk as he approached. Perhaps he could help her rid some of that anger in other, productive, satisfying ways. 

"Now what did that rabbit ever do to you?" he asked playfully, leaning against a tree nearby.

The dark woods were perfect for the pale man's taste as it enveloped him from all angles. Lurking through the thick trees, he slithered through them as he followed the perfume of blood to see what might be giving off that sweet scent. It was not wolf, but rabbit, he was certain - but still, was it carrion or was it a newly dead thing that he could pick at after it futilely escaped a previous predator.

Instead what he found was a deliciously perfumed woman and of course, Tuvaq was here too. Icy hot eyes flickered between them as he kept himself from smiling. Coldly he looked them over. Tuvaq already spoke and thus Abaddon didn't find it necessary for him to fill the air with his own voice.