As a member of the Fae and the Unseelie Court, it wouldn't be uncommon for Catalina to attack those who were weak and alone. She hadn't made a habit of it, naturally, as there was no gain, but the Fae were envious creatures and Cat had a particular liking for beautiful things.
Sometimes, that meant the beautiful person would be safe, but others it just meant death. This was the latter. The Spriggan had stayed hidden, watching a young, fragile looking Unicorn boy as she hunted him. She had dropped her glamour in favor of her true self.
Cat couldn't control the trees or the Earth, but she was swift and had long claws and teeth to boot. In the forest, she favored a guerrilla tactic. Fifteen more minutes of observation and then Catalina struck with claws, teeth, and a vicious sound.
Sometimes, that meant the beautiful person would be safe, but others it just meant death. This was the latter. The Spriggan had stayed hidden, watching a young, fragile looking Unicorn boy as she hunted him. She had dropped her glamour in favor of her true self.
Cat couldn't control the trees or the Earth, but she was swift and had long claws and teeth to boot. In the forest, she favored a guerrilla tactic. Fifteen more minutes of observation and then Catalina struck with claws, teeth, and a vicious sound.