Blackfoot Forest Broken Drum

The call sounded, and Minna approached, still reeling from the takeover and the sudden chaos that had without warning become her life. She slipped to the borders, a female approached and Minna snarled softly. her anger was displaced, perhaps, but she did not realize this. She approached, the thick scent of the new king assualting her nose. Of course he had already marked the borders. Minna was smaller then the female, but had a shattered pack behind her. She snarled softly, warning her should she try anything, and greeted her briskly. "What do you want." it had the flatness of a statement, said in an even tone. Her eyes rose, taking in this female. most definitely travel worn. What was her business by the borders?