Ravensblood Forest Blackbird singing in the dead of night

@Constantine

A silhouette sleuthed it’s way around the blood dribbling trees, taking complete comfort in the deep shadows of the forest. Only copper tinted eyes gleamed from the shadow. It’s nose filled with the odor of others - a new pack was forming here, not one strong enough to be claimed yet. Though, it wasn’t often so many scents piled together, yet hadn’t completely tainted the ground. The proposition of a group was inviting, she was bored with roaming lonesome. Little mayhem could occur with only her around, there had to be a victim. 

So, she followed their reek with the intention of helping form their clan. If she found them worthy of her presence, perhaps she wouldn’t cause much trouble after all. Instead stir it up with a neighboring group. Fortunately, her sane mind was still around and she wouldn’t be a trouble causer...right now that is. So, she lifted her head forward and called out to whatever wolves lay in the area, her howl breaking the silence of the forest.