[@Natsu][@BlackPanther][@Bryn]

There's a whisper as wind tugs at the Spring Queen, mocking her words. [i]"...surely fail... Surely Fall..."[/i] It seemed to giggle back at her. Falk raised a hand slightly, the breeze twining about his fingers alike a kitten seeking affection. A ghastly, glittering green light shining behind the storm that was his eyes, Falk smiled politely at the foolish youth. "Control of mine Court is lacking? I believe no creature of the Fall Court has set such a grand foot against my will enough for me to note for a long while." His smile only grew to show off sharp, pearly white teeth. "Then again, spring savagery is so much more... mundane. Eggs for little children, bunnies, little chicks peeping out of their nice safe bed." His smooth voice danced about the words, letting them echo a tad. "Since Spring is so assured, I shall move to offer them this hunt. To seek out and stamp out this Fae." He graciously bowed the the Queen of Spring. "Let those with the best tools do the job that those who are to old [i]will surely fail a[/i]t." Straightening his features looked like a beast about to pounce.