Clear The Valley

She could smell the coyotes from a few hundred miles away she was certain, and they were making the place reek of their scavenging-ass scent. Even her skin crawled as she moved, though she was eager to rid Insomnia of the foul pests. They certainly weren't doing anything good for the pack, but at least she would get some exercise out of it. Something she could use to rid herself of some of the baby weight that still clung to her body with no real intentions of going anywhere on it's own. She didn't have this problem with Cryptis, though she had also been quite sick then. She was nothing more than skin and bones by the time she came out of her illness, almost the opposite problem that she was suffering through now.

As she got to the dancefloor, she could spot the coyote pack running around chasing the rabbits as if they hadn't had a care in the world that they were on someone else's territory. Her eyes narrowed and her lip curled at their boldness, but she stopped to take a breath. And in doing so, she figured this might be a good time for one or two of her children to get involved. Besides, the coyotes probably weren't going anywhere any time soon anyway, and it wasn't like Insomnia was hurting for food. Dipping her head back, she let out a call to any of her children that may want to get their paws a little dirty with the blood of a filthy coyote pack.

"Speech!"