Quiet is the Night
05-18-2015, 11:12 AM
Katja had always been a creature of the night, the soft grays and blacks of her pelt blending best with the shadows of night, and since the border needed guarding at all times and there were so few warriors in Yfir she often took it upon herself to take the dark watch. To protect Yfir's borders from those who would believe the darkness aided them. The sound of voices, unfamiliar, and the scents of strangers drew the drottin from the border to the lake, and her gaze hardened into cold steel. Silver-tipped hairs bristled along her spine, and her fangs flashed icily in the faint moonlight as she moved from the shadows to stand poised and ready before the invading pair. The fools had chosen the wrong pack lands to wander blithely onto. Her gaze passed over the female, the soft scents of milk-fed puppies and the pendulous teats speaking of a young litter and entanglements she had no interest in dealing with. She, Katja would deal with later. She, she Katja would let leave with but a painful reminder of Yfir's superiority and watchfulness. But the male... The large yearling male would not be leaving at all. She would begin as she meant to go forward with Yfir, and he would be an example to parade before the world. "You trespass upon the lands of Yfir," she rumbled deep in her chest. "You have forfeited your freedom with your foolish actions, child - you belong to Yfir now." She held herself ready in a warrior stance in case the child did something even more foolish. KATJA vs SAVAGE for FORCE CLAIM Round 0/? Defenses: Attacks: Injuries: OOC Notes: |
