Aether stood by the edge of the moonlight forest, standing in a small line of other ghouls who were prepared for a chase. It was something he participated in sometimes. A Hunt, as it was called where a dominate ghoul chased their partner, attempted to track them before ultimately catching and doing whatever they pleased once caught.

He stood on the side of the predators, watching and listening closely as a horn was blown, allowing the ‘prey’ to get a head start into the forest. He grinned to himself, leaning forward just slightly as he waited and listened closely for the second horn to sound off.