Welcome to Hotel California

She had slipped from the den unnoticed by her two boys who slept soundly beside one another. The dark woman ventured out of Covari, lured by the incoming scent of something oddly sweet. It was unlike anything she had ever smelled before, it wasn't strong, but held promise. She would end the strange looking forest, verdant gaze cast upwards as she examined the trees carefully. Their leaves were still coming back, the first sign of spring. But beneath each tree was a dark mass of unidentified things. Nostrils quivered, inhaling the scent of rotted fruit. Her nose would wrinkle in distaste, but the sweetness still lingered. She would move one, carrying herself deeper and deeper into the forest, her senses overwhelmed.

Buried beneath the scent of spring and fruit, she noted a foreign wolf nearby. She would bring herself to a halt, her senses kicking into high alert. She knew that the woman that had bested Sibelle lived here and probably wasn't the best wolf to run into. Her chin would tuck defensively against her throat, her hardened gaze scanning the darkness. "Come out and play." Her sultry lyrics would shatter the quiet night, bouncing off the trees around her. Kill them! Kill them all! Voices cried for blood shed, they demanded that she attack the hidden stranger.

She would search the shadows, looking for movement, her own steps slow and silent. The night was quiet, but her head was full of cries for pain and blood. There was no drowning them out. Dainty paws pressed into the earth, muffling her approach. Audits shifted between attention and falling back against her skull. She was not up for a game of hide'n'seek' tonight.

"Speech"