Without fear in our hearts, we're little different from the beasts themselves. What are you still doing here? Enough trembling in your boots. A hoonter must hoont.
This piece is a return to form of Eileen's hunting blood, dawning the saw cleaver behind her, and a red moon signifying the never ending nights hunt~

Sketch done by the lovely  saltypeachies~! Absolutely did not expect the quality of the art and was pleasantly surprised. Was extremely quick as well, and could not have asked for better.