Haunted Wood it's a melody; a battle cry; a symphony

The general had been following the borders was the sounds of rushing footsteps met her ears. She chose to ignore, at least until a cry echoed amongst the trees. She would care less had it not come from within the territory, so the firey woman stalked forward until the shape of the pup and coyote came into view.

The young girl seemed to be hunting, or just scaring off the coy, who knew. She wasn't exactly one for kids. The Bel could smell the blood in the air, and from the way the whelp was moving she had been injured pretty badly. In all honesty,she almost left, survival of the fittest after all, but Vengeance took these kids in for a reason. He probably did not want them dead yet so she followed close behind.