Whitefish River Shattering Everything

She tilted her head and glared at the dark pelted fae. She obviously didn't know who she was dealing with and Mara smirked as she walked closer, her chin raised.

"Call me girlie one more time and I might just have to beat your ass. I'm Mara." she spoke her name with pride, knowing that the spine would most definitely warn its members about her. She had already scented Kaname himself trying to locate where she was. It made her happy that he had failed so miserably.

Even though she was quite young, only a year old, she didn't appreciate being treated like a girl. She probably knew more about battle and responsibility than most of the wolves she spoke to.