Greatwater Lake Albino VS. Albino

Laksha had been travelling in the north for the remainder of the summer, taking advantage of the colder climates and snow that hid her pelt so well. But now she came back to Teekon Wilds, to the land that she had a lot of fun in. She especially enjoyed the mountains here, how tall they were, how fun it was to throw her prey down the cliffs.

Her voices were surprisingly silent in the past few weeks, but that did not calm her sadistic nature. She eyed the mountain goats on the cliffs contemplatively as she bent down by the waters to drink. Her pink tongue lapped at the waters for a brief moment before something stopped her. A wolf. She hissed as the white wolf stepped closer, with red eyes like hers. It may be true that they were afflicted with the same genetic variation, but they were not the same. The voices began to whisper softly, pleased that the cougar's favorite prey was just stepping up to her, offering herself to the insane panther.

"I wonderrr...." she purred, tail lashing as she fixed her mad red eyes on the other albino. "If anotherrr albino tasssstess betterrr than a norrrmal wolfff...." Laksha licked her lips, baring the wicked blood-stained fangs menacingly, her long and sharp claws extending.