Attack on Blackfeather

@Slade @Bane

The foxes were in plain sight and the young assassin narrowed her glowing eyes at the filthy creatures. Her obsidian coat blended effortlessly with the shadowy undergrowth in which she was hiding. Her claws were begging to be imbedded in the flesh of the dirty canines that crowded before her. She still didn't know who her partners would be for the task, but she hoped they would arrive soon. She wasn't sure she could wait much longer.

Her blood thirsty eyes scanned the group of foxes, searching for the main leader of the group. If you take out the leader, then they all scatter. At least that was her plan. After observing the group for a few minutes, she notice that the small canines would group around one male that was standing in the middle. They seemed to be asking him things, and he would nod or answer the question. Studying him, the dark girl saw that he had many battle scars and looked experienced in battle. But he was still just a fox.