Blackfeather Woods Blood drying black on your claws (Dark Brotherhood Meeting)

Kadence nodded in agreement to Crescendo, him voicing her exact thoughts. "They definitely know that we are not a pack to be messed with now. Hopefully they will spread the word." she said smirking, imagining the stupid mutts running back to their pack, terror clear on their faces. It's what they deserved, trying to mess with the Blackfeather wolfs.

She was grateful that Meldresi was such a good healer, because even though she hadn't attained any major injuries, the scratches still stung like hell.