Blackfeather Woods Welcome to the Underworld

The pack had changed hands from the old to the young, from the outsider to the Spiderling, and while it had, Potema hadn't noticed the new wolf who had entered their midst. A female, with pale fur and cold eyes that Potema approved of. They needed heartless killers now, no more weak women with mewling quims in their Brotherhood.

Potema approached the woman quietly as the pale female prepared to steal off to attempt another kill. Greetings. She called to her, announcing her present in a calm, clear voice.