Shadowwyn Moor Bad blood

@Mawk Hi big brother! Meet past of sister. Set after this thread!

As he picked his way through the haphazard trees, a shiver of sick excitement went down his long spine. She was here somewhere. Somewhere close. He could feel it. His heavy paws made little sound on the snow as his pale eyes snaked over the ground and horizon. She had ran, and he had pursued. But she was a sly one. Slipping into a territory packed with wolves. It would take him a while to pick her scent out and follow it as the temptress winds through the other wolves. 
His crooked grin lit upon his face as he ran his black tongue over his beautiful incisors. Ears perked forward, he caught a scent of another wolf, strange yet familiar. Was it her? Or was it someone who had touched her? Either way, his lean, hulking frame surged forward, his mind thinking about two things: food and her.