Phoenix Maplewood Invasion

She wore the gore of her victory proudly. It'd been a while since she'd had the opportunity to properly defend anything, but the lingering adrenaline rush was something quite exciting. She shook herself, feeling somewhat frisky for the first time in a long while.

Reek asked a question. It was meant for Saena, but she felt the need to answer anyway. The blood from the carnage was the most prominent scent, but beneath that... "Pine needles," she thought... and mixed with it... "And grass." The long, sweet, rolling kind of fields. She glanced between the alpha pair. "What does it mean?"