Blackfeather Woods Nose to the ground

Nemesis nodded silently at Venus's approval, yet her brows furrowed at the sudden kindness shown at her. She didn't understand the complexity of emotions that ranged from fury to happiness. Anything on the other side was rarely shown at Blackfeather, for they all seemed to be out of laughter recently. She didn't return the smile, her eyes trained forward as she surged ahead. She didn't need Venus getting any ideas about friendship, she just didn't do that kind of thing. Companions, she could tolerate. Even acquaintances but never any further. Maybe in a distant vision, but she had much more important things to do.

As the neared the change in territory, she paused, her nose reaching the bitter breeze that swept around them. It smelt unnatural, unlike the rotting landscape of Blackfeather. There were countless scents of all kinds of wildlife and wolves mixed into the very ground they stood on. It was revolting. The Great Bear Wilderness stood just beyond the borderline, and from then on they were completely exposed to the vivid world of the beyond. 

Her body tensed as she passed into the new forest, a change in air against her ebony fur. All senses were alive and ready for the slightest foreign sound that reached her ears. At this point, she felt herself draw into seclusion in defense of herself and only herself. But she had to look out for Venus too. She could only hope that the nimble girl wouldn't slow her down.