Neverwinter Forest The calm before the storm

Mara struggled out from under the larger wolf after being forced to submit. Her body was littered with little cuts and bruises, stinging all over. It had been a close fight, no doubt, but she still lost. She pushed Cara off her and got to her paws, shaking her fur of all the dust it had accumulated. Turning to her opponent, she narrowed her stormy eyes into an icy glare, her teeth barely peeking out of her lips in a slight growl.

"You win this time, fatty. But don't worry, I promise next time will be a whole different story." She threatened, with a smirk. "And I never break my promises." she ended with a growl before picking up her turkey and trotting off into the woods with a slight limp. Next time, Mara thought, Next time she will be the one with her face pressed into the dirt.