Blackfeather Woods cry tears of blood, kiddo

@Crescendo

Tanith's bright agouti coat stood out against the shadows of Blackfeather Woods, most of the wolves of Blackfeather had no problem because most of them had fur as black as ink. Suitable for blending in in darkness, but she did not have that advantage so she had to use other methods when assassinating. Takes more time, but she had gotten used to it. So, today, the newcomer made her way through the woods until she arrived in a small clearing, the ground covered in a small layer of snow. Thin.

Cold, she did not mind. Tanith lay on the snow, on her side and began licking her fur, grooming it. She did not care that a half her underside was viewable by anyone who walked by, horny males, females, she simply didn't care.