Porcupine Ridge artemis

Envy crept along after the others, not as wary as Dreven in their presence, courtesy of sheer blind trust; she'd not seen the younger girl until now, and shot her a curious glance, which was undoubtedly unsettling coming from her.

Instructions were doled out. Hunting. How exhilarating. How.. not her style. Well, some things had to be done. She liked the cool mountain breeze in her fur, tasted goat on the wind; a delicacy unsavoured before.

At least all she had to do was chase. Windswept, limber and lithe, physical ability could do little to make up for a spoiled mindset. She was still lazy at heart, much more agreeable to having her meals delivered with no strain to herself.

That, and the stomp of elk hoof on her poor, once unbroken tail had effectively quelled her desire to partake.

Ah well, she could work these cliffs decently with her stature. She'd be remiss to say that the chase didn't give her a little bit of a thrill.

bloodthirsty devil.

She slipped in alongside Dreven and awaited the call to begin.