Black Morass cus i’m heartless

Envy tip-tip-toed around everyone, crooked tail swishing through the air as she circled. Now that i have you here..

She came up behind Elowen and Lorcan, sliding through the middle of them and gesturing to each with a tilt of her head, pointed ears tickling their cheeks. Lorcan. Elowen.

Then she skulked forward again, stepping out and stepping somewhere in the middle; the line between reverend and rogue. They're good hunters. N' Scouts. Pretty sure he's not half-bad at killin' things and she's real sneaky.

Had Elowen been the one scouting ahead, perhaps she wouldn't have been seen. This meeting which wracked spines with the prickly feeling of unease, thwarted. A butterfly took to wing somewhere.

Like products, she displayed them musefully, but said little else before sitting back and letting them speak for themselves, her attention now on the intriguing woman she'd met in the morass. Confined to one spot, her paws could not help but knead the snowy earth, up down up down. Not still never still.