Blackfeather Woods haven't you people ever heard of

[table width=80%][tr][td]It wasn't often that others were dumb enough to come close to Balckfeather Woods' borders. Only twisted souls sought to join; only the stupid sought trouble here. Hell, sometimes trouble would find people just wandering about there woods; far from crossing the border and with no connections to anyone within them. Nyx had yet to meet a coyote in her life, but as soon as the unfamiliar scent hit her did her ears perk; her hackles raised, making her seem a lot taller and broader than really she was and she swiftly went the other way. No one threatened their existence; no one threatened her future among the wolves of the dark woods.

As soon as she spotted the coat did she know it was not one of them. She observed a bit of everyone and never had she come across such strange colourations. A growl left her throat as she stared, giving the stranger a final warning before she would personally make her unable to even run away anymore.[/tr][/td][/table]