wandering
03-06-2015, 04:03 PM
When the smaller wolf, Frost, took off, Lavendel didn't hesitate before she was taking off after her, white and violet paws thundering against the ground. Following the white female's tail, she made a silent vow that she wouldn't let this possible servant go that easily. When the female stopped to rest, Lavendel made her move, lunging at the smaller female. The former warrior attempted to pin Frost down. If she managed to do this, she would glare down at the female, acid green eyes narrowed, and attempt to bite her left paw. "You'll learn not to run off when I'm talking to you." Her lips pulled back in a snarl, fur on her back bristling in actual anger, far from her almost friendly nature earlier.
--Lavendel can be unpredictable, because she is not really insane, but not sane either. Depending on her mood, she can act insane or sane.--