Phoenix Maplewood Invasion

Phone post!

She patrolled. Citali often patrolled. It was a good way to keep her mind off the disappointment that was her garden and on something else instead. Like her paws upon the damp autumn soils due to the frequent fall rains. Or the way the wind began to cool and bite through her fur. She could busy herself with these things. These simple things.

As she was wandering a howl rose. It wasn't far, but it was close. An invader! She turned immediately and ran, something of a rare sight for the healer, but after the bear, she was taking no chances. Her body was hurled through the forest and at the sight of a stranger she became something of a professional American football player. Her body was tossed, quite literally riding the heft and momentum of her burly strides as she charged to tackle, intercept this wolf, and eventually show this poor unfortunately soul what Amazon teeth were made of. No holding back.

She didn't have the grace of a silent hunter. She never claimed to.