Odette’s tufted ears swiveled as she crouched on the landing above the entrance to the utility caverns. She already loved poaching the kitchen when there were adults in there preparing food. She couldn’t say the same for the baths though. Drying her feathers was already a nightmare and she didn’t even have all of them yet! Odette loved being in high places, she was always scaling the walls with her leopard like legs, sometimes feeling like she was more cat than wolf.

With her wings tucked in tightly against her body when she closed her eyes Ode became one with the shadows. She hid up here now, unusually still for one her age, but she was on a mission. The next wolf that walked in Odette was jumping on from her perch, she just had to be patient.

"Odette"

The pack had recovered from the blight, but their food stores and supplies were all out of whack. Wylan didn't usually spend much time hunting, but had taken the time to track and hunt small game lately trying to help the pack rebuild it's stores.


It was busy work that kept him… distracted, So he didn't have to think about the many changes in his life. He was heading into the storage den with a brace of rabbits over his shoulder when a shape suddenly sprang at him from the shadows.


He let out a yelp of surprise, and as the wolf landed on his back he realised the situation was oddly familiar. If reversed…


“Ah!” He cried out, falling to his knees dramatically. “Help! A cave lion has got me, help!”

As she lay in wait, not for too long, she wondered who would be her victim. She hadn’t yet met everyone in the pack and couldn’t begin to know how they would react, but she didn’t care. This was a harmless and fun prank no matter who stepped under her. At first, the winged form looked like it might be that of her Poppa, but upon closer inspection (she did not in fact inspect very closely) It was her brother Wylan.

SHe pounced with no warning, her sharp kitten claws extended and her wings spread wide as she landed on his back in between his own wings. He fell to the ground under her weight and cried out for help, suspecting her to be a cave lion. Wylan wasn’t so far away from being right either.

"No use callin’ for help! I’ve got you now!” She proclaimed as she aimed to bite down on the back of his neck.

"Odette"