Exploration

The black-marked female slipped through the steppe, keeping to the shadows as much as possible but otherwise doing her best to ignore the discomfort of a dark-coloured wolf in the summer heat. She'd been both patrolling and hunting in this new place, evidenced by the hare dangling from her jaws. As she wove her way through the shadowy places - an apt metaphor for her life - a strange scent touched her senses through the scent of blood. She paused quickly to decipher it. Years of raiding had taught her to efficiently sort scents from blood and it was a bare moment later when she concluded it to belong to a member of Ebony she had not yet become acquainted with. Another moment and she'd made the decision to deviate from her path back to the main pack lands and investigate. Silently she crouched and sprang up to join the other wolf on the strange surface she was sprawled on. Tilting her deathshead-masked face, Katja set the hare down. "Heil og s?l, packmate," she greeted simply.



"Speech"

I won't be ignored

Time won't heal this damage anymore