Otter Creek straight for the knife

Exit

She let out a last roar, bright red eyes fixed on the departing wolf. How dare he. How dare he call her that! She would not forget the insult that day, though a more rational mind would not even pay the insult any mind. She however was irrationally insane. The White Ghost did not care for logic. All she wanted was to see that wolf's throat torn open. The albino snarled, lashing her tail, then returned the way she came.