Teach me how to dougie

Widow had been exploring outside the borders for the first time in a few weeks, eager to stretch her legs and perhaps meet one of the alphas from the surrounding packs. She wasn't so interested in walking up to their borders, however, and opted to come across one on happenstance. If they wanted to meet her, they would've shown up at her borders by now, so fine. She could also play that game.

A call rang out however and she quickly changed her direction and pace. She hadn't sparred anyone since she formed the pack and her muscles were itching for a good fight. As she spotted the one who had made the call she hurried over but came to a stop some paces out. She smirked at the woman, wondering if she would make for a good fighting partner or be easy to toss aside as that child she had challenged for her home.

"Beautiful coat you have," she commented, noticing the feline-like pattern. With one of her own and having never met another besides her children with such a pattern, she almost didn't want to mess it up. "My name is Widow, Queen of the Hellborn," she introduced herself for no real reason other than to advertise her status and perhaps intimidate the woman before her.

"Speech!"

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