Shackles made of steel and bones

Massive russet paw after massive russet paw. Gaze glistening over these new lands, how she had found herself here, she didn't even know. This place was colder than most, but that was the least of her worries. In fact, it wasn't chilling to the bone like it's appearance seemed. It was summertime, so the sun was warming up even these northern lands. The woman walked across an icy bridge, looking down at the vicious sea bellow her. Imagine how brutal it would be if she somehow fell and dropped into the salty waters. A smirk appeared on her obsidian lips, eyes narrowed and she continued her journey into this new place.

A small ocean breeze ran through her coat, running along the large cicatrix on her right side. Tail curled over her spine in domineer and malice. Through her travels, many had crossed her path, and many did not enjoy her presence. Did she care? Not really, why should she? There was nothing to care for, she had killed her whole family. She was careless, she had no heart, she would never ever have a heart. It would be a miracle if she came to like somebody as a friend or companion, because she didn't even want one. The only thing she desired is to conquer and destroy, that was her main goal for these lands.

She continued on her walk, looking over the strange and new land. What was that? A new smell? Another wolf? Good. A wicked grin was painted on her maw, thick ivories glinting in the summer sun. Massive legs pulled her forth to find this new being who had caught her attention. Looking down at the crater before her, an individual standing by the water. Now, she wasn't a stealthy creature because she did not really need to be. She was not quiet and she didn't plan on surprising the being. She analyzed him with a quick look, and noted that the being was a male. "Hola señor." The Spanish accent slipping off her tongue with ease, she did not know what language she spoke. Many wolves in her past pack had spoken Spanish, but Florinia taught her to be fluent in English too. Her gaze flickered over to the steaming pool before them, "It's as if want to take a dip or something." she joked, the same wicked grin on her maw as she studied him. Hm, he seems quite calm right now. What a shame if he suddenly wasn't.