Haunted Wood aep cor me lode deith ess'viell

The General had been lingering along the borders, now returning for a meal to feed herself and replenish some energy from the trip when she came across two faces. Both were new to her, but only one reeked of the wolves that took refuge in these woods. The firey woman stalked forwards, her jowls rising to flash her fangs as she approached the male digging through their cache

What the hell do you think you're doing? Should he for some reason be a recruit, it was awfully selfish to instantly go to the cache of a pack you barely associated with, but the fact that not even Vengeance's rank scent seemed to hang on the man's pelt was offputting to her. Cold eyes shifted to the one called...Chip with an accusing glare. Do you always let strangers dig up pack food?