Black bird? Black Wolf? Black eye!

Whrist

@Kigipigak perhaps the spar?

limit of two
since I see a pack might be moving into Raven's Watch
this was planned a bit ago, so OOCly sorry for trespassing,
(Whrist will not be sorry, her personality has no bearing on mine though)
that said Kigipigak first though please

Whrist hadn’t realized she had been outside the pack lands for so long now that her scent was becoming her own again. Hints of the saints scent clung to her especially that of the grandmaster but she was beginning to relax more, feel like she had when she had traveled alone those many many months. Strange that she was also feeling a little nostalgic for Hideaway Strath.

The black femme paused and looked up to the trees, she had seen those birds that reminded her of her reflection from time to time. But this was such a huge number of them that it gave her pause. She heard a tiny cawing, it sounded like it was coming from the ground. The wraith black female walked to the base of a nearby tree, she found a baby crow chirruping plaintively it's voice only held a hint of the craw that it would have, if it made it to adulthood.

Whrist grinned down at the bird and licked her lips. She paused as she heard several larger birds Caw loudly from the tree tops. White blue eyes lifted to seek the source of the noise, perhaps she could snap up those pesky birds too.

More cawing from dozens of trees began a cacophony of voices, if there were any other wolves in the area Whirst was about to be ousted.