Shadow Mountain Off with your head!

 

The base of the mountain was covered in most, almost like the world had been flipped upside down and she walked through the clouds. Kazimir noted the eery silence that along with the thick fog made for quite an unsettling air. She paused for a few moments sniffing and focusing her hearing, both senses trained to be her eyes when her eyes couldn't see from having to keep on course when pulling sleds. Much to her surprise she caught a whiff of what she came to seek, the stench of coyote and killed prey that were rather fresh. As soon as she noticed it and set forward a growl came to her left and she whirled around, snapping her teeth together in warning just as a second growl came from behind her. There were two of them, one male one female and the female reeked of the season. They had been using the mountain base as a breeding ground and she had trespassed. Unfortunately for them these mountains were not theirs, they belonged to Sitgmata and Mahler, to Diaspora and therefore to her. 


She growled again her hackles rising and watched as the male crept through the fog. Now visible to her she wasted no time and lunged at him, fangs bared and sinking deep into his muzzle. The coyote screamed and thrashed his head, backing away and she would have held on except for the fact that the female chose that moment to leap onto her back. Kazimir let go and used all her leg strength to not collapse, snapping over her shoulder before flipping herself over and rolling on the female like a horse. She quickly regained her footing but not fast enough to prepare for the male's lunge, his teeth snagging her scruff and holding tight. She yelped and snarled, thrashing and twisting in his grip biting at his throat close enough that he backed off. Unsure what else to do she howled, Calling for Diaspora and anyone else nearby who would help her.