Duskfire Glacier I am never the first to know

Hedda was not the fastest or agile creature among her kind. There were many that exceeded her in skill. Yet her "prey's" clumsiness and slowness was her advantage. The chase didn't last very long, the witch had caught up with the boy soon enough to cut his way short. When it was achieved, she looked at the young wolf with a hostile gaze, the fur along her spine was bristled, making her lanky form appear bigger and more intimidating. With tail lifted straight up in a dominant manner, she bared her teeth at him, before barking at him words that made no sense at the first take: "Now... explain yourself!" Yet since she was in a hangoverish state with a pounding headache there was little room for reason. If the lad was not quick with words, Hedda would lash out at him.