Haunted Wood mama, just killed a man

Alice had been ghosting the beast again. She was learning fast that every female was throwing themselves at Vengeance, and it put a sour taste in her mouth. She didn't like them, they were drones. Grasping for power or love, maybe it was just his children, who knew. A call echoed through their woods, eerie as everything else.

Last time they had answered a call it was for some other pack that had failed. Perhaps this one was looking for their packmates too, but as she crept closer she noticed how the large woman just lowered herself and asked to join. Had she heard of them? This certainly wasn't the place to frolic and hold hands, but then again this wolf did not look like that was the life she sought.

She wasn't noticed when she first trailed, but she would step forward from the undergrowth. She wanted a better look.