You seek us.
You seek your precious Hawk.
He will soon be lost to thee.
On the move, but we are watching.
And you, wild huntress, are next.
You cannot deny yourself.
You try to hold it at bay, but the need consumes.
Just like me.
And what shall I say to your little companion?
She is just as hopeless as you
Watch her consumed by that which crawls the night, seeking her
Go home, girl.
Go home before he catches you.