Lost Creek Hollow it's the only way for me

If there was one thing Hokulani knew for certain, it was that the universe favoured her.

How could it not? She was a truly perfect specimen: beautiful, cunning, charismatic, what was not to love? Never once had she entered a situation and not left with what she had wanted, never once had she competed with another and lost.

She would not settle to be treated as anything less than she was. She would bring hell upon those who did, ensure that they never saw another day of joy in their unfortunate existence.

But it was not cruel for her to think in such a way, nor egotistical - for it was what the universe had wished upon her.

Through the trees she wandered, the slightest of smiles on her face. She wondered what Gossamer had made of her words, if that simple interaction would have her bidding done for her.

She did not know, she did not care. Hokulani was confident that either way she would emerge victorious, for not once had a wolf crossed her who did not suffer the consequences.