Wandering a Nightmare

Morgans had been sunning in a clearing when she heard the ominous hunting call of Bane. She leaped to her feet as the dark brotherhood thundered past, chasing a small white she wolf. Screams echoed through the forest, and Morgana sped after them, her speed and agility paying off . She heard a thud as the small girl fell onto her back. She leaped at the opportunity, she sliced at the white fae's stomach, staining her ivory pelt. She fought back the urge to finish of the weak girl but she knew Bane wanted that joy. The longer the death, the more fun