Otter Creek straight for the knife

The wolf succeeded in catching a fish and he brought it a few steps away from the water's edge. All the while Laksha kept her eyes trained on him, the voices whispering in her head softly. The wolf finally noticed her and met her blood-red eyes with his olive. He barked sharply, looking preturbed at her presence.

Laksha only blinked at him, unsheathing her claws and digging them into the ground. She stood and approached him slowly, head tipped at a bird-like again. "Kiilll....?" She was waiting for the voices to respond.