You be sweet and I'll be grateful

The enigma behind the life of Hecate would never be revealed to it's full extent but those song lyrics - the few that she could truly remember that was - told a good few months of her life before now. When she heard a wolf behind her compliment her she turned out of shock. Taking to her natural 'flight' instinct, she raced off away from the stranger as fast as she could. The voice had identified her a femme just like Jeze and the quick glance that Jezebel had gotten identified her as a dark wolf with a few strange markings on her face and neck.

Hec didn't dare turn around again for fear of what the wolf behind her would do in her presence or more of what would happen to her. She hadn't even had the time to comprehend the fact that the woman had complimented her before she had raced off away from the wolf. Hecate was by no means the fastest wolf, especially with her still injured shoulder.