Ankyra Sound Unbroken Bloody sound

Again she found herself ranging for meals. A feverish energy to her movements. Blood dripping from her fur where she had tangled with prey.

Blue eyes twisted turned around the large trees. Petite nose to the ground. Tawny body in a constant crouch as she followed a trail.

Sooty gray paw dipping darting beneath the forest floor. It was a time for blood saceifices and food. Winter was coming. The bony fingers of early frosts had already stared chilling her to her bones. Though as the sun rose it dissipated.