Haunted Wood Such a short torture chamber! There are no chains, spikes, ropes, axes...

So she was in the captive rank, not that she minded at all. Although the forest gave her the creeps and she knew captive was just a fancy word for omega. Just as she had been in her fathers pack. It just meant she had a lot to prove of herself. She wasn’t as skilled of a hunter as Blackhat had said but she was decent. The young female knew that she wouldn’t last here for long if she couldn’t defend herself and she was put on edge when she saw a black she wolf looking at her through the trees and couldn’t help but sink a bit in posture. Radar felt as though she was a sheep being watched by a predator. She watched as her companion released a howl.