Swiftcurrent Creek welcome to the new age · pack meeting

I think we all make a last post right? Last post for me.

Star was not used to leaders who would not take growls. In fact, she had never had an alpha, rather a cruel father in replacement. He had slashed her for small reasons and had forced her to never growl to him. She had liked not having to be in a mental cage when she entered the creek. Even something as small as a slash across with fangs would anger her. She narrowed her eyes, blood began to form at the wound. Her fangs showed in a raise of one side of her jaws, they where white and sharp. She knew better than to throw back a flash or claws or something, but she hated it. It was embarrassing! See what's happening, rabbit-face. You're being humiliated. Way to earn a reputation, idiot. Her eyes chips of the night sky, Star turned tail and headed off towards her den to think about the changes in the leadership as well as what Scimitar had wanted.