She had lost, against one of her very own packmates at that. Bitter was a better word for it, she was a klein and her pride for the first time had been hurt. Voodoo understood she was inexperienced and young but she hadnt expected to go down so easily. She had however carefully slected herbs that she heard had some.... interesting affects. Voodoo had made a concotion of cannabis. Not long after her consumption of the properly tinctured plant she had begun to feel it.

She wasnt far from the party, somehow she was also anxious her family or mother would catch her. The funny feeling in the back of her head was pleasureable. Voodoo began to tell herself not to worry. Who cared if she lost? "A klein, being shameful im a disaster." she giggled sitting in the nook as she licked her lips. Was she thirsty?

Carnage was all for fun and games though she quickly grew tired of it all. As she stood and watched as everyone cheered and laughed, Carnage would stay quiet and watch everyone carefully. As she surveyed the area one wolf would quickly catch her eye. Carnage would quietly slink into the shadows and investigate a little further. The girl Was holding a bunch of herbs and Carnage would smirk, slowly she would come out of the shadows and approach her, caring little if she was invading her space. " Having fun there?" She would laugh, before approaching closer. " You're a Klein? You're hardly a disaster... Though, you aren't exactly on your A game when you're high, right"? With her current state, Carnage was sure the girl would not be joining in on any more competitions. "text text text"

Voodoo nearly jumped out of her fur when she heard the word. Her head whipped around staring wide eyed for a few moments at her cousin. Voodoo smiled her heart pounding against her chest. Why did she feel so nervous maybe because she was worried she would disappoint her mother. She remembered her cousins name from brief meetings with the pack. "Well I just didnt expect to go down so easily." she really had to question though. She was currently training to be a healer. Why would she care so much. "Please dont tell my mother." she placed the herbs down and carefully found herself in a puddle ravenously lapping up the water.

"You're Carnage right. Im Voodoo. Deathbelles daughter." she laughed then it was really finny her nervousness. She felt elated though, sitting comfortably as she listened to wolves talking amongst each other. "Any fighting advice?" She asked her cousin with curiosity.