The Size of the beast

Vectra was walking the packs borders. Doing her daily rounds and making sure that all was well. She had come across a small coyote but that was quickly fixed with her chasing that vermin off the packs land. As Vectra was not going to have some scout coyote telling its pack that this was pack lands, and they could come back here and steal from their cashes. Vectra would only send the little pup back with a wound in his side. Now the large she wolf was walking more of the border, hoping she would encounter another person doing the same. For if she did not that meant people were slacking on their duty's. Vectra's ears laid back at the thought of lazy wolves. She would not be against snapping those slackers into shape with her fangs. If one was to live here, they were to work here, no excuses.

Coming around to the more popular area of the spine Vectra was pretty sure she would encounter someone here, as many people lived and met here. Vectra chose to den somewhere else, a little further from all the hubbub but still she was a part of this pack so she often came to this part of the spine.




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