Shadow Mountain I bring the misfortune

Her natural drive to protect what she deemed her own drove her into a working trance, one that saw her movements to circle numerous times around the base of the mountain that was considered her domain. Perhaps it was foolish to claim such a thing so early on in their presence there, but she was certain this is where they would reside, this is where her kingdom would rise, and from that would grow a new generation of dark knights, of thieves and assassins whom could aid her in her malicious desires, and help to consume a part of the Teekon with shadows conjured from her own mind.

The voice was what drew her from her thoughts, the things she had dreamt about for many turns of the moon. With a small smirk that crept onto her features at the prospect of an encounter with a wolf, the Nightstalker began to do what she did best - stalk. She followed the scent silently to the source, her feline movements refusing to give away her presence until she was but a few metres from the dark man ahead. 

Kelina halted, watching from the thick shadows the stranger who appeared oblivious to her whereabouts. That alone was a feat she prided herself in, before stepping forth from the dark with a sickly sweet smile curling onto her muzzle. "Hello there."