Blackfeather Woods Hand over your riches

She had been a good girl lately. Trying to make friends (probably failing), she had tried to be all the things her mother had wanted of her, but it wasn't until now that she was well above 6 months old, that she realized that expectations from mom and dad (was he even alive?) was far off from what she wanted. She wanted to be her own master, her own queen of everything. Ans he was slowly realizing she was her own queen. It felt wonderful, great even.

She loved it.

She was wandering through the woods, still worried about her father's condition, but at the same time not curious enough to return and find out. She had much more pressing things on her mind. She was hungry. She wanted food. She had learned to eat scrapes from others and hunt a little bit by herself, Lazy or injured birds were the easiest prey. But still hard to catch at times.

She followed her stomach's rumbling and wandered around until the scent of fresh kill hit her nose. Finally she was rewarded. She simply wandered through the woods and stumbled upon a red she-wolf eating. She wasn't entirely sure what she was having but it made her drool.

"Give me." She commanded from the much bigger and older female to hand over her food. She was a hungry princess, and she wasn't gonna let her go hungry, was she?

Permission to powerplay has been given from the player. This is for @Skalda