Blood In The Water

Keahi has spent time explore this strange new place that she has found her in; taking time to wander from one continent to the other. As she went, the russet wolf would observe each place that she passed through, making mental notes of useful things. Paws pull her into the barren landscape where it seems battles are fought; the smell of old blood hangs thickly in the air. Eyes note the way the dirt is marred by signs of struggle, some seem old but there are many that are new. Maybe this is a place where wolves come to prove their battle prowess.

Keahi is a fighter by trade and any chance to prove herself in combat is always welcome. For this fight, she decides to choose a place that has signs of a recent fight with the smell of fresh blood still lingering on the ground, easily pulling to a stop in her chosen ground. Taking a deep breath, she tips her head back and releases a howl, calling for any nearby warrior to come and test her grit. Once done, she drops her head and rolls her shoulders, settling into her fighting stance in eager anticipation.


"Keahi Mogotsi"