A thousand silhouettes

She stared at the wolf in shock and confusion, "What?! What's the Blackfeather Woods?" Must be that side of the forest that was unusually dark... she thought wearily. The way she said 'Beware' sent a shiver up her spine. She wanted to ask more, but the mysterious wolf fell again, and the sent of death filled the air. She dived down and nudged her, "Wait, don't die! Tell me who did this!" She franticly looked around, then looked back down. It was to late. She growled in anger and told herself, "Whoever did this to you shall pay. I will avenge you." She looked out through the trees in terror. She didn't know this wolf, but no one should die the way she did. They should die in honor. She needed to tell someone about this. Tell someone where she was going. It hit her. Pura! He was perfect for the job. He was young, yes, but looked like he showed no mercy. She looked down at the wolf, "Don't worry," she whispered, "I will avenge you..."