Kintla Flatlands Action/Reaction

No biggie! I've been pretty busy myself lol

She felt her lips silently pull away from her ivory teeth as a silver wolf darted out from behind her line of vision to take down the doe she had set her eyes on. Her eyes narrowed at the sight, taking in the remaining facts. This loner, had stolen her kill. Her kill. There would be no going back for this unfortunate wolf, whoever she was. It was a simple rule, one no stranger to the common courtesy of the wolf population. You just didn't take another's kill, especially when the other had a bone to pick with loners and strangers alike. 
Their borders were painted in blood, it really wasn't that hard to stay away! Yet these rogues, these loner creatures still absentmindedly seemed to always wander over the line, take what they want and assume they wouldn't be caught. It was pathetic, but it made her blood boil. And yet, they were not at Blackfeather, to her avail. But the fact would not stop her, no matter the heightened risk.

Almost instantly, she stepped out from the bramble, making her presence quite clear as if this thing had not known it before. It didn't cross her mind that maybe this wolf really didn't know that she had been there, about to take her prize. She had no mercy for anything, and definitely not this stranger. She was fully aware of the maleficent gleam that shone in her eyes, one that she had been trying to supress the last couple of weeks. "Who are you and what do you think you're doing?" She seethed, snarling out a wicked confrontation.