Golden Glade Hit me with your best shot

@Embry

Heres the thread for us

She was bored to the bitter end, the Glade was usually bright and vibrant, but today it seemed as if the colors had been muted. With an unkempt growl, she prowled from her den towards the border. The dreary mist blanketed the Glade in a depressing manner, causing her to grumble as she walked. It had become her almost daily task to refresh the borders, so she guessed that she would probably end up doing that again at some point today.

She trotted gracefully, weaving through the oaks. Each familiar branch and fern lead her to her destination. She stopped, deadly still as a scent swept across her maw. It was distinclty foreign to her, and was entertwined with the smell of a carcass. A stranger inside the territory. It was all she could think before her primal side kicked in, leading her to the male. She stopped in front of him, a wicked snarl written accross her maw. Her message was clear, she was going to fight him.