Haunted Wood Herbs

A shiver went through Vera as an unfamiliar voice sounded from behind her. She turned her head in the direction of the voice, only to see a cat, sitting on the low branch of a nearby tree. She drew her lips up to a snarl and a growl escaped her throat. She had only seen a cat one other time, but it quickly turned into dinner for Vera. She drew down her lips, but her stinging eyes stared unmoving, and cold into the strangers eyes. She didn quite know how to react to this cat. It technically wasn't trespassing, but she wanted to rip it to shreds for distracting her. She had been notified of an ongoing rivalry with Redhawk, so she truly didn't trust anyone or anything other than her pack mates. "No, but are you lost?" She snapped. Her eyes still cold, her words escaped with the remainder of her growl.