There was one less problem to solve. Midnight's Whisper watched as her familiar glided down to drop something at her hooves. The creature was unconscious and Midnight had half a mind to allow Nightsaber to kill the offering but she was unsure if such an act would be frowned upon. Steeling herself for the encounter to come the mare gripped the scruff of the sacrificial animal and picked her way carefully up the slope of the hill. Her quarry was somewhere nearby. At least she had been told as much that a creature from hell denned near this place.
Eyes narrowed in frustration as the mare glanced around for any signs of life. None seemed apparent to her gaze but she could feel that there was something nearby. Something that did not seem ... right.
Time would only tell if her plans would come to fruition. She had to remain on alert for any threat. Nightsaber perched on her back, acting as another set of eyes that would catch the slightest movement.
Kara Asumie
Figured I'd get this started.