Wheeling Gull Isle Roll out the drums of war

A wicked smile smile planted itself on the yearlings lips, she had been looking forward to this moment for a long time now. Ever since Majesty had turned his back on them, and the ugly scarred bitch followed she had dreamt about their vengeance. Their crimes would not go by unpunished. Even if she hadn't been more than an acquaintance to the brown brute and the dark bitch that had followed him,Majesty's betrayal felt like something personal.

She emerged from the water with a renewed energy, now that the sea's perfume was clinging to their pelt the isle wolves would never see them coming. She stepped next to Kaname finding comfort in his presence, after all they were the pack's Gamma and Delta, the next high ranked wolves after the leading couple. She shot a glance at Lecter whose pelt was now painted a bright red, he was the oldest but certainly one of the most savage.

Finally Jinx gave them the green light, now the fun started. Cara gave a low growl and began to prowl into the heart of the isle, feeling her paws tingle at the thought of the upcoming battle.