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The demoness found herself in a strange valley, the wind blowing her fur every witch way. It was chilly in this place, that was for sure. Yet, that did not stop her from continuing on her quest. It was the hunger that had led her to this place. Her onyx nose had picked up the scent of sheep, and like the monster she was, she wanted to murder one and swallow the flesh and muscle. Head tilted back to try to catch a smell, but with the winds that blew literally in every direction it was not going to be easy this time. Muzzle dove to the ground as she tried to pick up some sort of tracks through this spruce forest. A growl of frustration released from her throat as she continued to just walk forwards. She would not stop until she would get her claws on a damn sheep. She was hungry and that meant that if any wolf dared to walk past that all hell would break lose.  Her eyes were narrowed and it was clear that she was frustrated, ears pinned to her skull and nose wrinkled with fury. She could already taste the tangy blood on her tongue, her fangs ready to sink into the flesh. She was only getting hungrier and hungrier, and it was at this time she sometimes wished she had an apprentice or slave to help her hunt down a stupid sheep. Russet paws stepped into the forest floor and all she could do was try to track down her target. Every once in awhile it seemed like they were right next to her, with a strong scent blowing in her face. Sometimes it seemed like they had completely vanished when she didn't catch their scent for a few minutes.