Enemies In The Night

She could smell them out there at the edge of the territory. The darkness of night helped to hide their strangely shaped bodies. The ashen woman knew for sure that there were a few of them. She had caught sight before they had slowly backed away into the darkness. The beasts were smart. One look at their slit, pupiled eyes let her know. Their minds were working. What they wanted from this place, the woman didn't know. She did know that they wouldn't get it though. This was not their land. This place belonged to the Aegis of The Hallows and she would not surrender it to anyone or anything.

Resin stood stock still, tail curled above her spine and her legs rigid. She was out in the center of the clearing where she'd stopped when she first laid eyes on the cats. Her lips had curled back in a snarl, exposing serrated killing fangs. The lead cat had done the same, revealing his own set of fangs. It only served to make Resin's blood boil. The cat had long sabers much like Sirius. The scarred warrior wasn't afraid of him and she wasn't afraid of these intruding bastard felines either.

Despite her lack of fear, she wouldn't be able to take them all on by herself. She needed the aid of her packmates. The one-eyed fae did not back down from challenges, but she was smart enough to know that she couldn't win this fight on her own. The ash and onys woman stared hard into the darkness, watching the shadows rise and fall as the group of felines paced. The call of a crow broke the stand off much too soon. The hulking felines rushed from the treeline, coming straight for her. Resin bristled, sent up her own war cry, and rushed forward to meet them in battle. The cry would travel, she knew. There was no chance of the pack not hearing. If they wished to retain their home, their lands and their lives, they would rally and they would fight for what was theirs.

"World-breaker..."

Coding|Alice. Art|Resin.