The howling

*Pepper* · (This post was last modified: 07-18-2013, 08:32 AM by Pepper.)

The woman had been on the island for a few days now, doing anything and everything in her power to avoid Morgan and Rumble. So far it had worked. In avoiding her own family she had managed to avoid the rest of the world as well. That was until today when four different scents invaded her fresh air. A growl left her as she stood up, they had interrupted her meal...or what was left of it anyway.

She quickly finished what was left before hiding herself away in the shadows. Being an avenger meant she wasn't a master of anything but protecting herself and others...though war tactics weren't a part of those. She could only come up with a plan for herself, not an entire army like warriors could do. The only reason she was good at hiding was because of her black and white peppered fur. From a distance she looked dark grey almost black and from within the shadows she was nearly impossible to spot.

Pepper tracked down two of the scents to the best of her ability. At first she only got close enough to examine them, to spy out any place on them that would be easy to get to and would do great harm. Once found she showed herself. Her medium sized frame was held beautifully on long feminine but muscular legs. In fact her entire body was that way, feminine but muscular. So much so that she was almost irresistible to almost all wolves...that was until she spoke. With her head held high and tail lashing to and fro a vicious snarl tore itself from her throat in warning of her arrival.

Even though a snarl had just been released her face was a mask of no emotion. "Who the hell are you two? though it was a question her voice was seductive as always but with an equal amount of a demanding tone.

Speech,Thought

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