Blackfeather Woods finger deep within the borderline

Morgana smirked. There was no way in hell this male was getting out of this one. You don't really leave the dark pack's territory without a few...bruises. That was for sure. The male had made a mistake by coming here, and he would pay. Morgana smiled gleefully at the thought of the male seeing what happened to those who crossed the line. It would be an excellent warning to the other packs that dared try to vanquish the dark. But Morgana admired his courage, in the face of the devil himself (Crescendo) ,most would cower in fear. But not this one. Well at leased not yet.