Haunted Wood I should probably know this shit by now, but no.

She considered Serem's response, intrigued somewhat. Looking her in the eyes cooly, Tzila offered up something in return. "Well, if you find the role truly suits you, guard it well. Especially in this pack. You know how tough the competition is." She reminded her. Before Serem could jump to any conclusions, she added. "Not that I want it. If I did I would have made it clear already." She smirked some, but not in a threatening way, unsure of how Serem would take that.

Rising to her paws, she stretched, letting her muscles loosen. She paced in a half circle around the dark Consort, looking her over. "So what do you say? Feeling up for a spar?" Tzila changed the subject, tail lashing. "We...haven't exactly had the chance to see what we've got. Let's change that."