The night was bleak and cold, the moon a faint sliver behind the clouds as the Ashen raiding party approached Sparse Pines. The trees loomed above as long shadows, stretching dark across the white of the snow, a stark contrast as if the world had lost its colour. Only greys and monochromes remained. Hattori breathed deep, the air a chill in the back of his throat, and noted how faint the scents were. It was just as he'd been told, the borders weren't well maintained or patrolled, and as he scanned the flat surroundings he saw nothing of note. Nothing to make him hesitate or rethink their intentions.  There were no fresh paw prints or tracks, just a pristine layer of snow, ready to be trampled. He glanced behind him to the shadows, to the figures emerging from the depths of the woods. The wind was in their favour and blew westerly, further adding to the element of surprise. To strike hard and fast when the opponent least suspected it, this was the shinobi way. And it was time. Stepping over the border that marked Winterfell land from the wilderness Hattori rolled his shoulders, it had been some time since he or anyone else for that matter had been given the opportunity to let loose. He tipped his head back and the howl that rolled over his lips was deep and thunderous, it echoed off the trees a call for conquest for all to hear. Not weighed down by his equipment or hesitation, the Shogun broke into a charge, his paws leaving wide tracks in his wake.

Just as soon as he'd come home, it was time to head back north again. Once the group of warriors made it to the winter packs territory, Chimera took a minute to piss on their border yet again. He also scratched a few trees and took a rosey shit right in the middle of one of their pathways just to express his displeasure with being here once more. The behemoth would rather be back on his island, but duty called. As was the raiding way, the ground had waited for their mighty leader to give his call before moving into the territory, buuut... Chimera was Chimera. He did his own thing. Only once he'd fucked a few things up did he join the group. Having never seen anyone as his leader or his better, Chimera moved up beside Hattori and Venom, his pale pink eye scanning the dark spaces between the trees, ready for an opponent or two to bloody. His teeth itched. They were ready to bite just as much as he was. "Chimera Quill Klein"

It may have made sense to start the battle, or the raid in the night. Viper couldn't disagree, but she didn't necessarily like it. She was much more a sleeper, but she had nights in her life where she had to suffer through no sleep so she was no stranger to the feeling. She had a moderately tough life, at least learning to survive on her own since under six months of age. So there was really little that bothered her physically.

She was no stranger to the northern lands either, she had lived most of her life up here. So she wasn't bothered by the cold terrain either. She walked up beside Chimera, he really did look like a monster next to her. She was tiny compared to the ones beside her, but that didn't make her less fierce. She didn't look to Chimera though, only standing beside him with a small curl in her jowls while she waited for the upcoming fight.

"Speech"

Ashen marched to war, to revenge, revenge she has been waiting for a long time now. She took part in the raid this shit hole sent to their doors. And now they were here to the payback, to the fucking payback and she ached, she ached to bring hell to these weaklings. She ached for blood, to test her enemy red fluid in her jaws, tongue stuck out in excitement as her bloody thirsty heart made her approach under the night's mantle, nocturnal bloodshed. It was time to feast from her foe's fear, desperation, and the best part was that today she was given full freedom of doing whatever the fuck she wanted, she could maim without being told no. And like that she rushed into the woods looking for her first victim. "Speech"

The skies are my limit

Following on her mother's steps, Panic was ready. This would be her first real raid, a limitless one when she was going to be able to fight at full savagery, her first bloodshed. One she would actually take part of, and the excitement pounded hard into her chest. Her viper was ready as well, to bite the fuck out of everyone, and this time the serpent would use her venom. Both wolf and snake marched to the battle, ready to tear flesh and cause panic into these fucker's souls.

And as such, the now yearling with a vicious light on her eyes ran forward and this time there wasn't going to be mercy for the sinners.

Will you stop me?

words | fire | ashes

Image and table made by Scarlet

Plague strode behind the others as they approached the border of the northern pack, keeping toward the back of the group to make sure no one lagged behind. They had a solid group of fighters with them so he wasn't that worried about it, but it was just in his nature to look out for them all since Hattori and Venom obviously took the lead. It was cold and dark, the winds ruffling his fur. The snow leopards at his sides were having a wonderful time, feeling incredibly in their element in this weather. He smirked a little as Viridis bounded ahead, bouncing through a bit of snow that had collected against one of the pine trees. He was cool and confident as they crossed the border and Hattori announced their presence. The last time they held a raid he had felt a nervous energy, but Chimera's report on the northern pack wasn't much to write home about and he was far more secure in his skills now. He waited for their opponents to appear, emerald eyes scanning the tundra ahead of them.

Plague | Viridis | Procella

Toxicity walked alongside the pack, realizing that even through her rank, she knew very few of them and that her desires were that it was to remain that way. Still, she couldn't help but feeling like she should be working harder. This was a pack of heathens. Where were the sweet words about Abraxas that Venom had once spoken to her? Had all that changed? Plague with his husband, not even asking Venom to play any part in the ceremony. It was as if even her own siblings forgot that from which they came.

Worse, however, would be the pack they were to face. As they gathered around, eager to fight, Toxicity pointed her words towards her sister, but loud enough that the pack could hear- it was her rank right after all.

"God will bless us on this day, even in this foreign pack."

They struck by night, hopefully to their full advantage. Venom was a creature of the night, but that was far from the case for many of the other packs. Chimera’s intelligence from his mission led her to believe this was a true fact of Winterfell. Their inhabitants would be warm and cozy in their dens, not realizing the threat to their resources that lingered and crossed their border. She stood beside her husband and lifted her head to call out beside him. They would reign victorious. Toxicity’s words echoed her own thoughts. Victory would belong to Ashen and Venom would finally achieve her revenge. With their strongest and most talented, Hattori, Chimera, Plague, Tox, and Hela surrounding her the raid would begin.

And the winner is...

ASHEN

Due to failing to post within the default time Incendium loses the raid. Ashen may now hold a hunt on Incendium's lands.