of sinners and saints

She had yet to meet many Wolves. Canttina was not a social butterfly, but she did need to torture beings with her speech. She enjoyed a nice chat here and there. She was stuck within these lands alone and she seeked more. She stayed within the colder regions of the lands. She had noticed there were two packs that made themselves home there. One was within the green bit and the other was in the snowy bit. She tended to stick in the middle before she figured out which one she would seek out.

Canttina thundered down upon the white setting with force. Snow engulfed her legs with each step. Her eyes were wide as she eyed the pass. It was rather large. The pass itself was rather narrow though. She trotted towards it with a sense of determination. It was wide enough for a single file line of Wolves, which would be dangerous if there were two parties coming at each other. She stared at the pass as she approached it. Her maw hung open to sense the oncoming creatures that may be around. She smelled the scent of a feline and her head tilted. The demoness picked up her pace and entered the pass. The icy walls brushed against her fur. The girl looked up and saw a blob of grey. She blinked a few times before she finally figured out it was a Snow Leopard. The shadow woman had only seen one of these before. She stared into the animals grey eyes. She did not know if this Leopard was hostile or not so she raised a brow. "Hello darling." She stopped and smirked at the feline. Her smirk was dark, something that would haunt a childs nightmares.




"Talk!"