Phoenix Maplewood But with the beast inside

[table width=80%][tr][td]The days were getting longer again; the temperatures slowly but surely rising. The mother hated every second of it. With nights short, there was almost no time to travel anymore; not that she wished to take her wolves further than they'd already gone, but still. The bats, Camazotz's minions, had kept them in the forest that was both heaven and hell; much like the violent world they lived in. It was the Night Bats' job to release some from their pain; offer them to the almighty and feed. Sure, Koh and Xa'ojbal were excellent blood bags, but with them K'atik did not get to kill them.

The scythe's nostrils flared at the scent of a stranger that had aimlessly wandered into or close to their new and temporary home. K'atik had been slumbering since the hours of day kept every night bat from moving - so she was not in the best mood. Her spiky hackles prickled as she lifted her tall body off the ground and went. Sure, they had no borders yet - but it was almost impossible to not scent that there was a rather large group settling here. Her teeth grinding and menacing smirk showing - she stepped out of the shadows that precisely camouflaged her.

Her mane blown magnificently by the wind, her blood coloured eyes peered at the stranger. A chuckle left her mouth where sharp, red-tinted teeth waited for their next meal. Go away - this is no place for a pretty girl like you. She mocked.[/td][/tr][/table]