« Even my hounds couldn’t track them beyond their last known location. » (acosf)
Those hounds were the best in Prythian. Canines blessed with magic of their own. Gray and sleek like smoke. They could race as fast as the wind. Sniff out any prey.
They were so highly prised that the Autumn Court forbad them from being given or sold beyond its borders. And so expensive that only its nobility owned them. And they were bred rarely enough that even one was extremely difficult to come by.
Eris, Cassian knew, had twelve.
hc: ✨they be besties with Helion‘s pegasi ✨











