Moonspear Essence of peppermint

She silently trailed after her packmate at length, swiftly brushing through the leafy undergrowth as if she were on the hunt. Not that there was any malicious intent to her stalking, she simply wanted to catch up to one she had yet to meet. There had been a fair few outsiders welcomed into the fold of Moonspear lately, and Lyra had only heard of them through Hydra; it was about time she sought them out herself despite her penchant for seclusion.

She followed the woman's scent right up until she saw a stout figure in the distance through the haze of the light rain; thankfully the woodland shielded them from most of the dismal weather. "Toad Amelia, am I correct?" The Ostrega suddenly announced as she closed the distance between her and the woman, noting her rather drab coat of brown and grey, but approving of her build — strong and sturdy.