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It was light, though it was the middle of the night. A full moon hung suspended in the inky blackness of the midnight sky, smaller balls of light dusted the sky but from the ground there was a patch of compete darkness as a shadow sweep over the moonlight. Badb was in flight, her red eyes a blaze with hunger, she was bored and in search of company. It had been some time now since she'd meet another who piqued her interest enough for her to stick about. Pitch black wings gleamed in the moon light as she sweep effortlessly above the trees. Strength was not a quality she possessed, her bones were light, which enabled her to fly with great skill and for lengthy periods of time, her wings far larger in proportion to her body than that of wind Soquili, she was born to fly. She had a deep admiration for those able to prove themselves in battle, one day she'd give herself to someone worthy of her respect, until then she'd feast on their flesh when they fell to their conquerors.

Sharp, keen eyes spotted movement below the tree line and quickly she folded her wings, twisting her body and forcing her head downwards as she lost sight and dived below the tree line. The pine forest was slightly more thinned out this high up in the mountains, she didn't like it closer to the plains as the trees became more dense and made it harder to fly amongst the boughs. Weaving easily though the network of trees she flew closer to where she'd spotted the motion from above, though not wanting to get to close just yet she picked out a perch in an older tree that could support her weight, for however light her bones were she was still no bird, and need substantial support. Talons out stretched she grasped the branch, then with a single beat of her vast wings she hung in mid-air for a second before quickly twisting her body and with a tug of her forelegs she landed her back hooves comfortably onto the branch. The force of her landing, though not great, caused a few pine needles to fall from the branches tip to the ground below, though they made no noise, falling onto an already dense blanket of browning needles which smothered all noise, besides the ever closing soft sound of hoof fall.

Badb loved night's like these, not as much as she loved noise and carnage and everything else that went with bloody battle, but for stalking and for finding potential prey these were the nights which seemed the most atmospheric and which seemed to add a little more fear to the hearts of those that saw her lurking in the shadows, for it was often symbolic for that to come. Perched high in an elder tree, though there was still a spire of younger branches above her, she had a clear enough view of the ground below, not as dense as further down the mountain it provided her with a greater range to witness the going ons in the area, though of course the deeper wooded areas would be preference for those who desired a hiding place to venture, though of course the deep woods held many perils of it's own. Glowing red eyes observantly twitched from one clear area of ground to the next until just below the lowest branches just out of her range of view she noted an odd light purplish glow.

She watched the light with interest as it intensified until at last a stallion emerged from the trees. She took him in and all his features and came to the conclusion this was not just any stallion, he was of the Voodoo family, those markings and colourations belonged to no other, and with her interest piqued she stopped looking for a focus for attentions for he was now it. Badb however didn't jump into situations, she had a little age and wisdom on her side to know to watch, listen and learn before entering into some form of an engagement with another. She shuffled slightly on her perch, balancing her weight so that she might watch the stallion from a better angle, and as she did so a lose ink black feather lazily drifted down to the ground below her perch.