Fight for your right to party

After her work was done and cut out Mae needed some time to get to know of the other members of the pack, and that didn't always have to happen within the boarders of the territories of Hellborn. Or hell, anyone for that matter. She needed to work on skills, training. Twin peaks danced upon the woman's skull as she wandered into grapevine cathedral, watching and paying attention to her surroundings. Her tail waving back and forth behind her, a smile crossing that of her lips, ebony flecked slate legs keeping the woman moving almost quietly threw the territory. Her body tensed as nostrils flared picking up a new scent. An unfamiliar scent, something that caused her fur along her spine to rise, she wasn't in the mood to fight or have to fend for herself. Looking behind her for a pack member but not taking notice to one. The woman stalked the larger predator who hid within the forest around her, a curl of her lips revealing her ivory teeth.

The ebony spine rose as Mae lowered her head slightly to were it would align with her shoulders, muscles coiling as the others eyes laid upon her. The eyes of the other flashing quickly towards the young lady, a bear. Just her fucking luck! She would fight if she had too, she wasn't scared of the fact of fighting for it was a way of life. But the bear would easily out weigh her no problem, only if she could send a call out to other members of the pack, she and the other would be able to take the bear down easily. Sure, not easy enough but a lot easier than Mae trying to fight it on her own.

"Mae and Reaper"