Great Bear Wilderness Demons among us

When her temper flared, Tzila was truly a force to be reckoned with. Rooted deep within her was a primal savagery, entwined with her corrupted spirit, which she unleashed like a rabid hound from his chains. In this, she held nothing back, had the potential to be a great warrior, given the proper training. She only need learn how to channel her wrath. 

Come his retort, she spun back to face him, though this time, without hostility in her eyes. She still quivered slightly from the rush of adrenaline flooding her system. "Wasn't your fault. T'was mine. I...have that same dream from time to time." Heavily, she planted her bottom on the ground. "Involves my brother...the little shit..." She grumbled, ears pinned back in the dark hairs of her skull.