The Summer Bonfire Festival (Year 20)

By all accounts, Siduri was late to the party. If you asked her, however, she arrived just in time. Mismatched eyes watched as her father was ganged up on. No good. Her gaze then shifted to see her sister challenging the former leader of Ethne. Again her gaze shifted to see the lumbering form of the bear; the new leader of Not-Ethne. That familiar spark of rage caught within the girl like tinder and soon she was blazing with anger. That was the bitch that had almost killed her father. A fucking bear. She knew what to do.

With a snarl, the armored fae began moving forward, making no secret of hiding her approach. The crowd parted for her with some help from her snappy little badgers. A guttural growl reverberated through the pale wolf's scaled throat. "You'll pay for what you did to my father, beast." With speed and agility on her side, Siduri rushed forward, straight towards the bears face. Jaws open wide, she sought to sink her teeth into the bears drooping jowls while each badger moved to latch themselves onto each front foot to keep the ursine from lashing out.

"Siduri"