The swamp. Dank. Wet. Smelly. There wasn't much to say about it that was good, save for the relative quiet and privacy. Abigaíl had been tracking a sizeable Hollow for a short time now, and stood on one of the high limbs of a dying tree above the water. Her prey had run and hidden from her, but the soft growling coming from her stomach wouldn't let her just leave it be.
She'd preferred open plains and forests before now, so what nonexistent breadth of experience she had hunting in the swamp wasn't helping. That is, until the prey showed itself with a surge of reiatsu, and her attention turned in the direction of a boyish Shinigami running passed. It was only for the moment between his steps, but from the look and feel of things, she thought she might still have a good chance of getting her meal.
So, with a quiet and subtlety learned only from the stealth force, she gave chase after both the boy and the monster. From a vantage point high above and behind the thick trunk of a tree, things took a very amusing turn. The boy was definitely inexperienced, but he could take a punch well enough.
Her hand fell slowly to the hilt of her blade as the other rose to her face, ready to pounce on the Hollow the moment the boy was no longer a threat, but she stopped. A new presence had shown itself, like a cold shiver up one's spine. She watched as the red demon appeared in a blink of the eye, tearing the head off the Hollow before turning its hateful gaze to the boy.
However, its attention then turned away from him and upward, and she realized her mistake.
"Oh shit!" Her cover blown, Abigaíl vanished from behind the tree with flash step just as the demon lunged. Its fist only barely missed her shoulder, but made quick work of tearing through the trunk of the tree on its way there.
Where the woman reappeared; she stood on another limb, clad in an ensemble of jeans and a thin, green hoodie over a white "tee". No longer concerned about the boy down below, she drew her blade and donned her mask both in one quick movement, and threatened the demon with a low, echoing hiss.
She hadn't had demon in a long time, she thought with a hidden lick of her lips.