Haunted Wood c-c-c-caught again, in the mystery

Just as she had hoped, the Haunted Wood was the ideal environment for her. The expanse of forest through which she now traveled was dimly lit, allowing for plentiful coils of mist to wrap around her legs. She scanned through the trees, and beyond. Plenty of places to lurk in secrecy, should she desire. 

Today was not the day for such antics. With the pack still relatively new, there was work to be done. And with her addition to the ranks, the need to prove herself worthy. Tzila fretted not over this. Time was on her side, as was experience in her past. Her long standing good relationship with Vengeance only bolstered her confidence. The sense of pressure placed on her shoulders fueled her...made her more ambitious. She delighted in knowing she could be herself, all while in the company of supposedly kindred spirits. 

Two of whom, she was about to meet. Typical of her nature, she had been lurking some lengths away in the shadows, silently observing the two obsidian wolves analytically. The rumbles that shook the earth beneath their feet were growing more frequent...more persistent. Something wasn't right with the land. One of the females seemed hungry...set on getting a meal. The other, who pointed to the main cache, less so. Making her move, Tzila slipped seamlessly out the shadows, eyes serious. "With the way things are going, prey will become more scattered." Her undertone hinted that some sort of action - ideally a hunt between the three of them, would be practical. She sat down, expressing no interest in the cache. "I don't believe we have met. I am Tzila."