Swiftcurrent Creek today's supernatural

Tuwawi did well to shrink away, although Jinx probably wouldn't physically harm her. It was taboo to harm a pack mate, though the Kesuk didn't know when she started respecting the order of pack, either. It appeased her temper for her superiority to be acknowledged, though it was as much about her ego as it was her actual contributions. The red-pelted woman might have lost the Kesuk's initial favour, but if she kept her head low and bit her tongue, Jinx might find it in herself to one day forgive the wench.

"Its fighter," she corrected, for although she did wander the borders and act as sentry, Jinx's aim was never to chase away a threat. Should an intruder present themselves, she wouldn't follow on their heels with tame nips to goad them away. She would find their necks with her teeth and spill their blood upon Swiftcurrent's soil as a reminder that they were not a group to be trifled with. She said little else on the subject, if only because the title of "fighter" was pretty self-explanatory, and Tuwawi had brought up something far more interesting.

The last thing Jinx had ever expected, after all, was for Chakra Feralheart to abandon her pack. When last they met, the spider queen had seemed confident and powerful, two alluring characteristics that Jinx had admired. "That is strange," she mused with a thoughtful frown. "The spider queen left her web? It doesn't seem like her."