Bearclaw Valley [intruder] pack, pack, kill, kill

The wolf ignored his words of warning, and raised her head in a demand, "Where is she?" Faustus prowled closer, noticing he was not the one she sought. He was brown, green-eyed, a male at that. He had a wary look, as he should as she was getting close this face, "where is the black wolf with an amythest eye, Astara?"

Her mother gave a simple description, not of where they were, but the design they bared. She only caused this was the pack, as it was the closest she found at the chosen meadow of Shisu's delight. A black wolf, solid in color, like a cougar of the night, prowling with a murderous, glint of an amythest sight. 

Astara, so Shisu said she was. Once a pup she knew, but now a tormentor so.

Her mother begged her not to, but how could she? Faust wanted revenge- for her crybaby of a mother.