Haunted Wood I will protect with all I have

Vanity was stalking the borders, waiting for creatures to cross her path of wrath.
Hela. Hela. Hela.
Stuck on her mind how she was running the pack into the ground like a sore thumb. 

And that Grunt Memory swaggering in to challenge her. She'd show him.
Serem showed up, looking rather pregnant. Gods she was glad she'd made the hunt. 
Vanity immediately softened. She didn't need the weight on her. Vanity would have to make changes when she dethroned Hela.
So confident when the outcome was so certain.

"How are you feeling?"