Blackfeather Woods You're wondering now...

  A foreign howl rang in the air. And then a foreign scent.

  Trespasser...

  The words seeped through her veins and made her legs jolt up. The dark star bolted through the woods, teeth shown and ready for a fight. A bright pelt was seen in the distance. No you don't little friend. She bolted forwards, getting in the front of the white wolf and blocking her path.

  A snarl curved on her lips and her eyes blazed. Why the hell was she even here? Well soon enough she shall have something to remember her. "State your business here, rouge."