Kintla Flatlands Action/Reaction

@Catori

Nemesis stopped, cold eyes peering through the bramble of the unclaimed land. Most of her cache had already been diminished to an old scrap, one of the first put there. At most, she was convinced another had found her hunt storage or simple a scavenger looting through her kills. Nevertheless, she was furious to find next to nothing that morning, and immediately set out to restock her supply, before the season turned cold and the animals hid away. 

The forest seemed to already be repairing itself, the fallen logs making homes for wolves and mice alike. The storm seemed to have conjured up multiple stable dens and hiding places, perfect for those who lived alongside the predators. But, many misery had come from it. At least Lusa had relocated one of her children, but seemed to be missing her mate and other child. As she heard, a few members of her own pack had gone missing in the action, none that she had known. So for her, she had nothing to lose and nothing lost already. An ache panged in her chest in reminder of her former friend, Misty. The girl had gone and ditched them, along with packmate Ayana who was now branded a traitor. But the winter was coming, and the drama filled days would retire for the bitter season, to her delight. The cold had a way of turning people to themselves, away from the chilling world outside. Much like her personality, infact. The cold darkness had already inhabited her bones, and it showed on the outside. Her very presence, infact, made some want to turn the other way and lock their doors, wanting to be isolated away from her being. It was only natural that with a temper and demeanor like her's, none would take too kindly to her, but she didn't mind. Her reputation was building, bit by bit, outside and inside her pack. She was spreading the infinite darkness, restoring the land to it's former glory. Blackfeather was just the start of her reign, she had in mind to one day hold a pack of her own, and take the land for all it's worth. In her words, there would be a day when the sun would not shine and the birds would not sing their obnoxious songs.
 
No, she would silence them all.
 
Her pace had quickened, her thoughts matching her stride. Thundering and domineering footsteps were her tone but her feet were light on the ground, barely making a sound as she strode through the forest ground, in search of a doe to collect. Her eyes wandered to the path ahead, carefully not to stumble on the overturned roots. Her ears would flicker ever so often at the sounds of the calm yet busy forest. It was only a minute later that her nose twitched, followed by her ears fully extended. Up ahead was a single doe, not nearly as old as she expected. It was in it's prime, it's slender frame and lean legs a key factor in it's survival. But she was faster. Slowly, she crept around the bushes, hidden by it's cover. The animal was unaware of her presence, peacefully grazing the new grass. She would have striked then and there if her nose had not caught the scent of another wolf nearby. A different wolf. A red flag went off in her mind, but she quickly recovered. She would not bee fooled by her conscious this time. The other wolf was not her business. Instead, her eyes returned to the deer as she a malevolent smile formed on her face. Only the thought of bloodlust weighed on her mind.