Haunted Wood desperation

They had been dealing with their own problems as quakes shook the land. Prey was scarce, perfect for a new and growing pack as winter neared. The last thing they needed was trouble crawling into their forest.

But of course, that happened anyway. A howl sounded within the territory, someone that did not belong to their ranks. The General stalked her way through the grounds, icy eyes scanning until they fell on the male. Distraught. Bold. A fool. You best plead your case now unless you choose to turn tail now.