Haunted Wood damn your love, damn your lies

She'd finished a patrol on the bitter borders of the Woods, wondering if there was even a point to hunt. Probably, but most caches were pretty full if you knew where to look. And she didn't need to preen them because vengeance took it upon himself to eat the most rancid things. It did absolutely nothing for his breath and she didn't know how Serem could stand such a stench -- and this was by wolf standards!

But there on a snow mound with her faced shoved on it, was Hela.
She wondered what she was doing, for she didn't associate herself with Whelp politics. That was for Vengeance to manage since he brought them here.
"Missed a mouse?" She teased, standing a few feet away. Usually diving into snow wasn't very easy, especially if you didn't have the weight.