A strang new world

Silence is a mans worst enemy.

Silence, some would say is a persons worst enemy; but to her it was beautiful. The only thing worth listening to was when it was silent. There was nothing more beautiful and relaxing than just that. Sound could travel for miles when there wasn't nothing to interfere and it was the best time to be on the alert for any hidden dangers. Slate fur would shimmer with it's be speckling of silver in the moonlight, gold eyes dancing wildly as she strode herself across the battlefield stained and mucked with blood. A giddy smile would pass her lips briefly as she twitched her ears lightly listening for any strange sounds that might arise.

A slender physic would sway with each step, her tail held high and proud as the breeze caught it. Her eyes holding a curiosity of everything around her, humming to herself she couldn't help but allow her mind to drift back to her home pack. It was horrible ever since that tyrant had taken her fathers place and he was so full of himself it disgusted her. Then to top it all off he was so riddled with scars that he looked like his skin had been almost ripped from his body; along with remembering her mother saying that he had no patience. To her everything was new and her curiosity was higher than ever. She could smell others that lingered and it drew her further inwards towards the main area that bordered just on the outer edges of the battlefield as she sat looking in curiously and debating if she should cross the threshold or stay put.