Blackfeather Woods Strong Determination, Deadly Intentions

You don't need to be a local to know where to find a target... Are you saying you don't know how to track your own prey? The words of Bane whisper in his ear. Grim shakes off the insulting memory. Where could she be? He thinks again, continuing through the Mire. Would she be in the infirmary with Burke? His expression twists into annoyance. He doesn't want to wait for his prey.... A scent touches his nose. Grim turns his head to look behind him. Carrying a jaw full of plants is the little white Bane. His ears perk forward. Lids fall over golden eyes once-twice-three times. Lips wrinkle his snout into a wicked grin. His body follows his head, turning to face the white pup that is treading through the muck towards him. "Well," he barks. "You know it is foolish for you to be alone?"  

A low growl springs to his throat. Does she remember the first time he met her? The way he had looked at her with the warning in his gaze? If not, then he will remind her of his intentions. Lowering his large head, Grim stalks slowly towards her. A shiver wracks his body. Attack, the voices command. Make her bleed, they say. Will she turn and run? Or will she stay and fight? He stops a few paw steps from her, breathing quickly. It will be her death if she fights. He is a full grown male and she is still just a pup. There is no questioning the outcome. 

Eyes narrow. Would he really enjoy this? Fighting her would not be a challenge. He wants to kill her, but he wants to enjoy doing it. He could torture her, make her beg for mercy. But it would be too easy. She can't fight back. His thoughts begin to turn. Maybe he should wait until she is able to fight? When he could fully enjoy murdering her. He struggles with this inner turmoil while in the back of his mind a part of him wonders if he is hesitating for a different reason. Do you really want to kill a wolf of Blackfeather? The good in him smirks. Grim snarls at it, beating the voice back. What does it matter if this is a wolf of Blackfeather? The fight with Lusa comes to mind. Back then the light had told him he would lose his home if he was caught fighting again. Things would be worse for him if he touched this pup of Meldresi. But why should he care?