Dangerous woman

She had ventured to this barren land before; the scent and sights were too familiar. Green paws gracefully treaded upon the bloodstained surface, taking in the landscape and allowing the memories to flood back to her young mind. So much violence, so much bloodshed, so much death, and yet she couldn't help but to feel a strange calmness overcome her. Though she walked with an unusual confidence and feminine sashay, she wasn't particularly searching for a spar. She wouldn't turn down the offer if the opportunity arose, but something else entertained her thoughts.

Scanning scarlet eyes caught sight of a wandering figure in the distance, piquing her interest. Was this soul looking for a fight, or something...else? Changing her direction, the queen swiftly approached the other female, letting out a short bark. She was older, of a smaller stature, painted in a creamy caramel hue, and if her nose didn't deceive her, she seemed to be a loner. Could the alphess entice her with Myriad? "Looking for anything, miss?" she asked with a tilt of her head.