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Her sister was dead or well on her way at least; Serem had left the sorry bitch to bleed out in the forest and there was no way to possibly survive that. The raven still had yet to wash the blood of Nakara off her paws and muzzle and quite frankly the female didn’t want to. It was like a badge and she wore it with the most pride she could muster. She had left the forest to do a patrol on the surrounding territories. The smell of another was evident and they had gotten way to close for her liking. “They seem to be testing their boundaries. And what are we gonna do about that, hm?” She didn’t like that but she could admire their courage.

Serem made it her priority to investigate the potential threat and followed its scent to the lake. Serem emerged from the shadows; oak brown eyes fixated on this stranger. He was a peculiar looking wolf and she wondered what fucked him up. “You’re awfully close to our borders. Was that you who urinated near them?” If he harbored any I’ll will she would retaliate