Haunted Wood la vaca (ay)

@Serem

the spar with black hat had left abeja in a visibly sour mood. the wounds on her neck still stung, even after an hour of resting them atop the snow. she stomped along the border, grumbling as she rubbed her scent into the tree trunks. pinche pendejo. ¿crees que puedes ganar una pelea contra me? ya veremos.

a coyote stood downwind, testing its luck by pawing at the snow beyond their border. abeja growled as she lowered herself, preparing to lunge.