Muscle to muscle, toe to toe

*Alena* · 07-07-2013, 11:16 PM

As the pale wolfess wandered silently through the crumbling ruins, her thoughts flashed back to the last time she was here. The last time she had seen this place she and her friend were beaten and bloodied, but still victorious. They had lived, and at the time that was enough. She wondered if she went back to that place, the scene of their attack, would the ground still be stained? Would the bones of their attackers still be there? These were the thoughts that plagued the violet-eyed wolfess as she crept along, weaving in and out of the stacks and pillars of rocks. The wounds had healed, left their scars, it was over. That day she had simply been admiring the view, enjoying the day. Today, she was on a mission. There was no time for these consuming thoughts, so she pushed them aside, even as her shoulder ached from the memory.

Alena paused, angling her muzzle toward the ground, searching the trail she had been following for several days now. This was only one of the places she had been the last few days. It felt like she had traveled miles and miles on this job, but she didn't mind. This was her hobby, her career as it was. It kept her busy, kept her entertained. The killing didn't bother her, it never had. She caught her trail again and went after it with the determination that could only be compared to a hungry wolf on a hunt. She was close, she could feel it in her bones.

"Speech."

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