Haunted Wood I want the glitter on me

Her instinctual reaction to Black Hat's form of asserting dominance was to retaliate. Her rank may be that of a common Grunt for the time being, but Tzila was anything but submissive. The beginnings of a rumble started deep in her chest, only to become nothing more than a low powerful vibration. She was too smart to resist, to inflict damage upon the delicate flesh of her ears. And especially to make a scene with Vengeance and the higher ranking Nightwalkers around.

So when he had satisfied himself and released the pressure from her form, she shrugged him off easily. She would have words with him later. Now she paid attention to Vanity, who went about dividing the wolves into groups. Not surprised at being put under the command of Black Hat, she offered no suggestions or questions, for she had none. The plan was simple. Take down the chosen target...pick wisely. Sending Clay a glance that said to get a move on, she followed after Black Hat to take her position.