Firefly Glen blood in eden

Keyni was already running when the call to arms went up. The metallic stench of blood hung thick in the air. Too much...it was too much. She had heard the commotion from earlier, but had been far off. By the time it had ceased, she had dared to think that the worst of it was over. She had been on her way to check in on the damage when all hell broke loose for a second time.

Like a bullet streaking through the snow, un-hindered by any obstacle in her path, she pushed through the wall of wolf and ursine blood that clogged her nostrils. She ignored the sting of the wind against her eyes, muscles burning with adrenaline. When she emerged onto the warzone, the sight laid before her eyes was horrifying. Bodies...beaten and bloodied. Tossed like rag dolls into the snow. Among them was Osiris, the Alpha who had so kindly welcomed her into his home. And with him in death, Leta, a woman she had glimpsed a few times before.

Her throat tightened. She would never get to forge a true relationship with any of them now. They were taken from their home. From their family. From their loved ones. These were wolves she had hardly knew but had so much hope for. The rage of the Ostrega's extended towards her, bubbling inside as she set her eyes on the hellion, littered with oozing wounds. Not bothering to acknowledge Hyrda, Mira, Antares and the pale stranger via eye contact, she let her actions speak for themselves. Usually calm and composed, Keyni transformed into something savage as she released her war cry. Zipping in, she aimed for an existing wound on the beast's thigh. This bear would pay, and pay dearly if she got her jaws on it.