Blacktail Deer Plateau Why you gotta be so cold --

no worries! <3

the woman had been spotted, but it did not spoil her stalk. spice-dusted hackles rose against the milky chai of her topcoat, a low and savage sound vibrating within her throat. the season spurred her, fire-hardened and limned the woman, until she was but a spearpoint ready to bloody itself for rusalka.
a final moment, and erzulie broke into a run, headed directly for the interloper and their stolen meal. the facts of the situation mattered not, save that this was not one of her own, and therefore a threat to everything she held dear.
her stare iced itself, jaws loosening in preparation to strike, and strike hard.