Draw the Curtains, Lights are Dimmed

Morgana lopped through the forest, a bit of tension on her back. She was following the trail of a medium sized creature, in which to take out the tension. She hadn't ripped something to shreads in quite a while. She found the creature, a badger. She quickly pounced on its back, nails digging into the creatures skin. It squealed and thrashed around, trying to get Morgana of its back. Morgana bit down on its neck after it managed to take a swipe at her chest. Ending its life, she tore it apart, ripping open its belly.

After a while, she got tired of her play thing, having completely ripped apart its entire body. She caught the scent of a male, the scent was not completely familiar, but one that she had caught on the breeze before. She tracked the scent to find a handsome male with a stunning pure white pelt. She lowered her head in respect, for this wolf was one of her Alpha's dark brothers. He didn't seem like he was going to hurt her. I am Morgana, she said boldly to the male. [/align]