Silvertip Mountain Time Is My Enemy

As soon as the voice reached her ears her cries turned into a long drawn out snarl as she lifted her head. Maybe all her problems wouldn't end by killing herself, but by killing Bindi instead. She was the cause of them after all.

Raissa's flaming eyes met Bindi's as she got to her paws, her teeth bared and her fur raised aggressively. She had enough of this bitch. "How about I drown you instead?" she countered with a growl. Bindi could do nothing more to her. She had taken almost everything from her, and the things she had left, were untouchable for the midnight wolfess. Raissa had nothing to loose.

Unlike Bindi, Raissa would have no trouble killing. In Raissa's mind, Bindi wasn't her packmate. She was an imposter, a user. Someone who didn't deserve a pack. She had come to the decision that they could absolutely not be in the same pack. One of them had to leave, and it would not be her. At least not without a fight. And she would give it all she had in her.