New world

Hestia hadn't joined in on the hunt either, but she was pretty well over the violent mood she had been in, the one that got her a large scar on the right side of her face. She hadn't wanted to do anything with her oldest sister, so she had followed behind Solo and Arisu, her white paw probably giving her away if Arisu or Solo looked back. Stealth was more of her kind of fighting, staying in the shadows, but lunging whenever the time was right and she could inflict any type of damage. And, of course, there was the vampire bat on her shoulder, who could scare the wolves more than the six month old pup attacking them could. With a scary face, pointed teeth, beady eyes, and a threatening hiss, her vampire bat was something that would make her more intimidating, more than the scar on her face. For once, Hestia wanted to not be the leader of this pack, and only wanted to start her own pack, a pack of wolves and vampire bats, a pack that would destroy every other pack here. A pack that would rule the world with terror. And her, on top of the throne. What a wonderful dream.

Sure, she wasn't like her sister, hunting those little cowardly foxes, but she had went for something bigger, something better than foxes. She had went after coyotes. They didn't even know that she was stalking them until it was too late, staying in the shadows and lunging, breaking their spines with a hard snap to the back after she had pinned them down. Shallow scratches covered her fur, and her ear was slightly torn, a small nick on her ear, something that her mother hopefully wouldn't notice. Even a few tiny puncture marks where her vampire bat could not help himself, and had bitten her while she was asleep, although she had told him it was fine to do it anytime. So, when Arisu had followed the new alpha, Hestia had been excited for an actual opponent and rushed ahead of them, her paws carrying her as fast as she could go.

It had taken a few moments for her to catch her breath, and by then, Arisu had caught up. "...and you, the one my mother has granted Covari to for the time... Crucifix was it?" Hestia aimed to push her sister. "What are you doing?" She hissed, but Arisu seemed to pay her no attention. "Are you worthy of this honor, my dear man?" It was a challenge, and Hestia glared at her sister, stepping in front of her. "What my sister means to say is that she would like us both to fight, taking turns. I'll go first." She smiled at her sister, hoping she'd agree.

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