Coconut Grove the black earth

With the news, the paladin wasn't all too thrilled. Though he enjoyed a good fight, and Rusalka was rather quiet lately (something he both enjoyed and found it rather dull but not terribly so), but a feline was not the answer to curing boredom. Erzulie spoke first of the two of them chasing it off, thought that he was just about to oppose until Rosalyn thankfully came to interject. 

A sigh of relief. 

Even he wasn't stupid enough to think that a feline would think just two wolves were enough to face off against a feline who was armed from mouth to toe, nimbler than any wolf they would ever face off. With three of them, the idea of facing off against the creature was a much easier pill to swallow. With a thankful nod toward the war-torn female, he was very glad she had come. 

Do we know of anywhere the thing might be hiding? They were ambush predators after all, master stalkers and struck from the shadows. Their mastery of killing was something any canine would be jealous of, even his time as a loner he envied their ability to hunt solo with such a high success rate than he ever did.