Show me that you're willing to BURN

Enyo padded through the willows, her heavy armor gleaming in the dappled sunlight filtering through the thick canopy of swaying branches. Each step was deliberate, her paws sinking softly into the damp earth as the tall trees creaked and sighed in the wind. The branches hung low, almost brushing against her broad shoulders as she moved.

This land would soon belong to her pack. The pond, its surface dotted with lily pads, was teeming with life. The fish darted beneath the water while frogs croaked along the edges. It seemed peaceful, serene even, but Enyo knew better. The tranquility was deceptive. Danger lurked beneath, hidden in the depths.

As she patrolled, her peregrine falcon, Foberos, gave a sharp cry from above, drawing Enyo’s attention. Her icy blue eyes narrowed as she caught the familiar scent that had been following her since that irritating encounter two days ago. Empousa. A low growl rumbled in Enyo’s chest, her patience already thinning.

She didn’t need to look far. High in a willow, perched as though waiting for some grand entrance, was Empousa. Enyo's lip curled in mild disgust. The she-wolf was like a mosquito that wouldn’t quit, buzzing around, waiting for a reaction, and Enyo hated pests.

Enyo approached the tree slowly, her muscles rippling beneath her armor. "You again," she muttered, her voice cold and dripping with irritation. She stopped at the water’s edge, eyes flicking toward the pond. "Hope you’re comfortable up there. I’d be careful of that water if I were you. Fought a gator in there not too long ago. Nearly killed the Queen." And her, but Enyo would leave that little fact out.

Her warning hung in the air like a threat, though she didn’t care if Empousa took it seriously or not. The water stirred slightly, a faint ripple breaking the still surface. Enyo snorted and looked back up at Empousa, her tone mocking, "Though maybe you’d enjoy that, hmm? A little tussle to make things more interesting?"

She stood there, waiting for a response, but far more entertained by the idea of scaring off this nuisance than anything else.

"SPEECH"