Heck you Linda! [Bronze]

Rain was on the horizon. It was almost noon and the air was hot and muggy, clouds gathered above and cast a gloomy haze about the air. Gossamer was on patrol, strolling along the path at First Light Point when Ásta came sprinting up behind her.

"Gossamer, there's a pack of dogs crossing into the woods!" Gossamer's hackles immediately stood on end and she instructed her companion to lead her to the trespassers. She leapt deftly down the cliff edge, working her way safely to the ground and then into the woods. It didn't take long to find the dogs, a rag tag bunch sniffing through their territory. She swiftly called out for any nearby Armada wolves to give her a paw. She didn't like being outnumbered in battle if she could help it.

Her call alerted the dogs to her presence and a large white boxer fixated right on her and the attacked. Gossamer readied herself and charged straight for the dog head-on her fangs diving down for the dogs face.