To poke a sleeping bear..

Nemesis watched as the dark female stalked away, leaving her to her thoughts. A lot more bloodthirsty wolves, Lusa's voice held in her mind. It was only her distress that she hadn't joined then, where she may have felt a little more at home. She could only hope that as time progressed, the pack would flourish with dark souls, the way it was supposed to be. 
Shrugging, she picked herself from the ground, and continued her course. The sun was starting to shrink back behind the earth, and she still needed to find a place to rest the night.