Greatwater Lake she asked for war and they did not comply

She was noticed. Her head swung, though Silver couldn't see her eyes. Her stomach silently pushed her on, Silver's steps were faint. She forgot her morals, she didn't have them anymore. She killed wolves in her life, more than she could count just for food. Maybe this one would be the same, maybe this one would win, or at least survive. Fighting was no hard task, fighting was no trouble. Fighting is what made the world go round for Silver, she survived from her fights. This would be no different.

Whether it was a suicide mission or not, Silver needed the calories. The kill, no matter of who killed it or not, would be hers. The other turned to walk, and Silver could only follow still. She tried to hug her path a bit closer and close the distance a bit more. She was still a good amount of feet behind, but she was still persistant. She didn't dare make a wrong move. Closer, closer, closer. Move, move move. One after one after one.

She could feel the adrenaline pound inside and run through her veins. She wanted- no, needed it. Whether this wolf was a child or a yearling or an alpha, this was all fair game.