Rising Sun Valley Acid Tongue

At the sound of a growl, she whipped around to face a snarling female. Oh great, not another one. When will they learn?, She mentally sighed. But inside, she grinned, maliciously. She wasn't about to give up her meal for some weak little girl, no. The female would learn who she was messing with soon enough. 
"Who do you think you are?" She let out, snarling with a malevolent tinge in her eyes. 
These light wolves, these new wolves, messing with those they can't handle. She had enough of it. Her very existence would send the girl running with her tail between her legs. And it was a fact that her dark nature shine out of her coat, but as of right now, her evil ways could illuminate the sky. These wolves would feel her wrath one day and there would be no stopping her. The urge to have this girl's blood on her claws only heightened her need for bloodlust. It occurred to her that she was out of control, that the darkness had already taken over the rest of her little humanity and emptying the rest of her mercy, but she didn't care. Only the best for Blackfeather, she smiled crookedly.