Blackfeather Woods Friend or foe, state your business.

For @Misty 


Ever since joining, oddly, Nemesis felt the urge to meet her new pack members. Mostly, she thought , to single out who to trust and who to keep at arm's length. That could be the only reason for her odd behavior. To make the right impression, she had to have her mindset right. And hers, dark. Plain, to the bone, dark. Her malevolent and cunning nature was something she prized. And she wasn't about to give it up in order to make "friends"

She loped along, going nowhere in particular. Ever since she had a mind of her own, her blood lust had grown, eager to have something to slice with her nails and rip apart with her teeth. The only way to keep it at a minimum was to channel her anger on something that was worth it. In this case, her revenge plan. She was only at the being of her seething and fuming when her nose twitched, gathering the scent of another nearby. She hunched, expecting an attack. It was in her nature to defend herself. Lord knows, she needed it.