Blackfeather Woods Am I alone in the dark?

Nemesis frowned. The girl, Cyn, thought she could intimidate Nemesis. Cute.

She took a step forward, sizing the girl up. 

"Imagine slaughtering your own pack on the whim of your darkest nature. You say you killed a wolf without a single thought? Well good for you. I've killed many more. A neck ripped from a body is nothing compared to what i've done" She growled bitterly, recalling in her head the begs and pleads of her last packmates as she slit their throats.

She detested those who thought they were strong just because they killed a wolf. They didn't know anger or pain or suffering. They didn't know the meaning of strong. 

"Choose your words wisely with me, I am not to be tested" She snarled, making herself clear. And it was true. Some days she couldn't control her anger and only the thought of bloodlust weight on her mind. She pitied those who came across her in that state.

"However, i'm willing to give you a second chance. My name is Nemesis, named after the goddess of revenge. Tell me, what is that?" She asked, indicating to the cave entrance.