Nothing like a raid to get your blood flowing

They knew the raid was coming, it was only a question of when. Sanna does not know her packmates from a hole in the wall, really, but she does know the faces she saw at the meeting. She knows the ones who will smell like they come from somewhere else, and the ones that do not seem to belong. The call that came from the Falls, that was the one she'd been waiting for, of course. It was time to throw herself into the fray and prove that she really was worth something after all.

The first to catch her eye is a purple behemoth with a flamboyant marking around his eye. He was watching, waiting. May as well give the man what he came for.

Though he's significantly taller, he was heavier too. That would do. Sanna was fast as she moved to engage him, knowing she'd need every advantage she could possibly take. Darting into the heart of things, her paws digging into the ground with brazen confidence. Her green eyes flashed, and her teeth shone out from under her pale mottled lips. There was no telling exactly what, if anything, she'd be close enough to grab. The only thing that mattered now was she grabbed something as hard as she dared (this was a practice raid after all), and kept moving. Sanna would attempt to engage him and keep going. If she could keep her distance until she wanted to make another attack, it would be in her favor.

"Speech"