Dragoncrest Cliffs in hell i'll be in good company

the storm was treacherous and frightening, nessarose saw as soon as it struck; the perfect opportunity to move unhindered through the territory of a thriving pack. at least for now. she bid her time, until the shrieking wind rose to unbearable heights, and descended on the cliffside pack with a ravenous craving for blood.

she drove into the territory with purpose, as far as she could manage before running into one of the denizens. and the first one she found would have no more than moments to prepare for her assault.

nessarose is trespassing, pp permission given for any and all injuries excluding death.