Jessica snarls, as Draiss arrives. "No. The Hunt continues. We can smell the meat, the blood, the<em>fear.</em>It is... exhilarating, unlike anything we've ever experienced." She lets out a wild howl, which is answered by hundreds of voices. Draiss can feel the magic radiating from the fey creatures, more powerful than the Hunt Jessica led a few years ago; they're bound to it, an a subconscious level, and aren't likely to be able to pull free from this massive pack, short of ending the effect entirely, which would require the death of the nigh-invincible hound, Fenrir.