Reaching Out

The bitch was scouting out the borders some more when she heard the beautiful call of a female. The call rung through her ears like a wonderful song. She let forth a little purr before she limped towards the borders. Her fornt left paw was still screwed up from the fight. Her shoulders were marred and bloody. Yet the Empress continued her work as a leader. Her paws carried her through the tall forest without care. She wondered if it was a new addition to the pack or a visitor. She did not care. The woman wore a skull of a Wolf upon her head like a mask. Her sunny orbs found a white furred fae whom stood upon her border. The new Amenti bitch grinned under her mask and slithered closer. "And who calls upon Canttina?" She stared at the woman with delight. She loved woman, though this one smelled of a pack. She did not know what pack, but she smelled it before. It did not phase her. Maybe it was an Alpha of a southern pack? Who knew.


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