Haunted Wood c-c-c-caught again, in the mystery

Astara's wordless yet somewhat hostile reaction to her presence was met with only a flick of a dark ear. Tzila did not perceive her as a threat and more importantly, was not interested in taking the cached rabbit for herself. Serem on the other hand, was more engaging. 

"So I've noticed. Situations like these usually get worse before they get better." She spoke from experience. Her eyes were not on Serem or the feasting Astara, but on the distance. That look...she was thinking. Forming plans. To her credit, Serem already had a similar idea in motion, to the one she had brewing. Tzila turned her inky coated head towards her, face devoid of emotion but not brimming with her usual arrogance. She had long since mastered the fine art of acting, from her time in Elysium. "Then you and I are already on the same page. Rabbits aren't going to cut it...not for long. We will inform Vengeance..." She began, careful of usage of the word 'we', since she and Serem already had the same idea. "It'll be a fine test of our strength."