Haunted Wood Punishment was cure for those Who dare to cross the line

Snagging a spot. Tzila has some pent up aggression to get out! <3

Tzila was already on the way towards the borders when the commotion started. She knew the scent of coyotes well, and these mangy, lesser canids were nothing but pests. They harassed wolves constantly, shadowing them in hopes of getting a free meal or plundering their caches. Well, she wouldn't have it! They had picked the wrong packs cupboard to raid.

At a brisk clip, tail high and mahogany hackles raised, she moved in. Vengeance and Hela already on the scene, with four of the skinny vermin to contend with. Their numbers didn't sway her. With more backup surely to arrive, their fate was already sealed. Her cold glare gave way to a malicious glint. The famine was still unrelenting...food was still scarce. She wasn't above turning to more...creative options for a meal. These four would serve them well. Charging without so much as a sound, she corralled one coyote straight towards the jaws of her Warlord. Only after it had fled from her bluff, did she whirl to clasp a skinny leg of another in her jaws, one who had foolishly gotten too close in hopes of nipping her haunch. She bit down hard, feeling the satisfying crunch of bone shatter beneath the force of her bite. A growl bubbled in her throat while the animal screeched, flailing like a fish out of water. Its screams only furthered her aggression. She wrenched her neck to the side brutally, taking the leg along with it, accompanied by a satisfying POP.