Swiftcurrent Creek Caribou Jerky

"Wrong choice, brat." she spat with a hiss, hackles rising. She stepped forward, closing what little distance there was between them. Kelina stared down the Coyote, growling a warning. No more words had to be spoken - her posture said it all: submit. She kept her tail held firm above her back, asserting her dominance in more ways than one.

She was angry, and would not stop until she recieved something. In this case, she wanted submission from the girl.