Follow The Bloody Brick Road

Ylva chuckled and looked to her with sickening eyes that just read that she was not to be dealth with. She laughed, "Well, baby, don't deal your cards in too early, for I am not afraid to hurt you right here and now. Blood just turns me on, whether it be my own, or anyone elses. You seem like you are not to be dealt with either, which is a good sign for many wolves don't have the guts to fight someone like that. My attitude can change from happy-go-lucky, to the insane bitch that i claim to be, whether you think i am or not is up to you, however, you can never judge someone by the company they keep as well."

Her eyes soon focused upon a large hare, her eyes focusing upon it as she hid in the shadows, approaching the shade of the trees and staying low. When her prey wasn't looking, she leapt upon it, tearing its throat out with one swift bite, blood staining her muzzle as it dripped from her lips and chest. She was not afraid to eat so gruesomely in front of the other dame, for she was sure she didn't give a damn, but, she was not afraid to scare someone if it meant that she could feel glee and happiness in doing so.