To hold me back is a silly thing,

She was alerted to a presence that did not belong. Seymour came to her with news of someone unknown that had dared to trespass into her lands. Her lip lifted and a low snarl rumbled in her throat as she made her way toward the Gorge. Who was it? Did he know he was trespassing? Someone she knew that finally decided to try to make a move against her? She'd find out soon enough. Like her title, The Wraith was quick to appear in the familiar caverns that she now called home. She had learned the paths that made up the many tunnels, knew which ones would get her where she needed to go quickly, and others that ended in dead ends or falls. She had cleared one of these caverns out last night, killing a bear and leaving Ripper to deal with the cub. Whether or not he finished the job didn't matter, it wouldn't have made it out alive anyway.

The tunnels closer to the main area were lit with torches, but she had yet to light all the paths further in. That didn't seem to deter the trespasser, however, as she managed to pick up his scent and followed it down into the bowels of her turf. She did not take well to trespassers. If they were trespassing it usually meant they were up to no good. (She was used to being the one up to no good!) But in this case, there were a lot of pups in the pack that she needed to protect! Although she was fairly sure several of them could protect themselves, she wouldn't risk it with a stranger that dared have the audacity to go this far into lands that were not free game.

Sharpened claw covers clicked on the stone beneath her feet as the scent drew closer. Fur prickling with delight as she neared. Jaws opened slightly with a mixture of a growl and her infamous cackling, and unsettling sound echoing in the pits of her own home. Someone does not beloooong~" She crooned as she continued her path, the scent of blood and the sound of someone eating what did not belong to him got closer.

Finally, she found him. A giant brute that she did not recognize, eating what Ripper had killed not long ago. "Medusa has found you. You do not belong here." She stated, her voice dripping with something dangerous. Something that said he'd best tread lightly. Her claws clicked one by one in quick succession as she waited for his answer. Looking him over for a moment. "My, what a pretty pelt you have. Can Medusa have it?" She grinned a sinister grin. What would he make of that?

"Speech"