Dragoncrest Cliffs o, tempora! o, mores!

She hoped in vain. Although Erzulie tried to consult with her subordinates, Avicus took it upon herself to chase after the doe. That left Haunt with only seconds to make a decision. She ground out, "Get the fawn," to Erzulie even as she pivoted to join the redhead in keeping the mother separated from her babe.

Avicus nearly took a hoof to the head, though she ducked the blow. Haunt wasn't so lucky. The instant she came within snapping range, the doe aimed a kick that connected with her left temple. The yearling cried out sharply and retreated, her vision going spotty before blacking out entirely, if only for a heartbeat or two. She saw a flash of yellow eyes the instant before her vision began clearing up.

Angry and in pain, Haunt spared a glance to Erzulie, hoping she'd managed the fawn. It wouldn't make this whole thing worth it, yet at least Haunt wouldn't be injured in vain. With a snarl, she retreated further, unwilling to continue aiding Avicus or have anything more to do with this godforsaken hunt.