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For Emelia, the lack of rain of the cold chills was ideal. People tended to come out on days like today, the perfect kind for hunting. Out in the back roads? It was even more perfect. The lack of human traffic easily letting her find her prey. If she was feeling particularly nasty.. she would rob them and let then think it was a bandit.

Humans, so easy to trick. All she had to do was set the stage.

Aloft in the semi clear sky she'd been going down to the tree tops on occasion to check and make sure she hadn't missed any of her possible prey. Sadly the only ones she saw were to regular old men. Hardly worth her time- or to her taste. Hardly anything of worth. Keeping to the sky, she didn't think much of if people saw her. After all, how often did people look up for predators?

Her flight was given a bit of a wake up call as she spotted a woman in the distance, also in the air. Also with the tell all wings. Another of her kind had come out, how delightful. Emelia had yet to really meet any new people, but she enjoyed the times did, and to meet another witch eater? The best. Provided they didn't end up fighting over prey. Flying near, the peach girl gave a small wave. "Hello there. I don't think I've seen you in the winds lately."

Emelia would like to think she was a sweet thing with a bit of spice. And very much worth any price. But hey, that was just her. Hovering in place Emelia, smirked. "A tan keeps the skin glowing like a fresh feast of magic." She smoothed over her own arms. "But some peach infused lotion always helps I've found. As for meeting each other." A finger tapped at her chin. "Possible we've met in passing. This have been a bit crazy as of late, so its hard to keep track of so many strange faces." Flying over some of the trees, she settled herself on one of the higher branches, practically floating on the thin tendril of wood.

"You wouldn't be out hunting here by any chance, or just enjoying the day?"

Rolling in the air with a gust of wind landing to sit on the branch, Emelia smiled. "Chocolate is good for everything, any woman who denies such a fact well-" She waved her hand off. "She must'n have had good chocolate to start with." Giggling, she kicked her legs a bit. "Oh spirits above that ball- It was a hoot! I'd never seen such a sight and I have to admit, helped cover more than one meal though, it did get ridiculous. Now everyone is more on guard." Sighing she leaned back slightly. "Granted it helped cover us a bit, but now people jump at their own shadows. Quite difficult to get the edge on someone when they're already on edge as is."

Nearby a bird hovered around them, as if waiting for them to move. "I ate... a while ago, but sometimes a little snack never hurts. And I agree, it's been far too long since I could fly and not worry. But-" Returning to the air, the witch eater looked around. "I also haven't had time to mess with anyone on the roads. Always a bit fun, making them think a monster is after them."

Clapping her hands together, the witch eater nodded. "Oh please do. I've found that one can't really trust many of the adds, word of mouth is really the best. As for this whole reaper business-" She sighed as waved it off. "You're right. It's just a matter of time. Only the foolish would try anything to gather too much attention." Not that terrorizing merchants wasn't foolish.

Looking around, a wagon was not to far off, one rider, and from the looks of it, heading into town. "How about that one? I usually make a few wolf illusions, what about you?"

Emelia couldn't help but agree. A few eyes were always good. As Rosel mock fell, Emelia let her magic do it's work, the sound of wolves howling in the distance, a few snarls and yelps with rustling bushes added for effect. Crying out, she rushed to Rosel's side, looking up at the men in the wagon. "Please sirs, help us! We came out here to gather wild herbs but a pack of wolves- they've been after us all day and-" She let a few crocodile tears well up and spill over.

The men were coming to them in less than a minute. As one went to pick up Rosel, Emelia leaned on the man who was 'helping' her stand. "O thank you, I'm just so tired..."

The sound of wolves vanished as quickly as they came, and at first the men did not notice it. White noise, they were more enamored with the women in their arms. But with the lack of sound, the lack of wind and birds carried a foreboding air of wickedness.

Bringing her hand to the man's chest, Emelia gave a wistful sigh. "Thank you, without you both I fear we might be able to go on." The man looked at her, mildly confused as her finger tapped at his chest."It's always hard to go without a meal for so long you know?" Her wings unfurled, and the man only had enough time to cry out before her hand slipped in and out, the glowing witch's heart in her hand. "Ohhhh still ripe too..." It slipped past her lips and she smiled, the man crumpling at her feet.