Blackfeather Woods For the night is dark and full of stories

Potema was indignant and puffed up after the encounter with the snarling male. Even the story her mother told did nothing to calm the little princess, though in any other situation, she would be positively enraptured. The whole time, Potema sat with a pout on her face, thinking of all the ways she would get back at the tan wolf...lizard in his den, herbs in his food that makes him sick. Yeah...that's exactly what she would do.

When her mother declared the storytime to be over, Potema jumped down from her log soon after her mother, heading towards a hare. She tore off its legs, then ran to a corner, where she could eat in peace and dream of completely unnecessary revenge.