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[/html]Nakir had been scouting about Inferni, looking for nothing in particular. She had met surprisingly few of her clan mates - in part because she avoided them, where possible, but it was still odd. A strange tension was building in her new home and it was unnerving, even to a female so used to conflict. Perhaps that was the problem; there was
So, upon hearing a coyote expel a rallying cry from within the territory, Nakir was immediately interested. Forgoing her usual optime form, the female took a moment to shift into secui, assuming she would need its speed and strength. For now, the female left her knife behind - it would be too cumbersome to carry in her halfling form and optima would not lend her the haste she needed to aid her mysterious comrades.
Her transformation complete, Nakir launched into a run, offering a frenzied howl. She was coming.
It wasn't long before the source of the howl was visible, but a commotion was already starting. Cotl, the idiot, was prancing around on his horse and waving his Sword of Compensation around at wolves Nakir immediately recognized as intruders. A smaller coyote was in the process of charging a dark brown wolf; the third was just finishing his rallying cry and making move to attack.
Her ice blue eyes were on the hooded male that was casually smashing Inferni's trophy skulls, laughing as he did so. She snarled, and not having stopped yet, she used the momentum of her run to charge him, attempting to bowl his clumsy optime form over with her more powerful secui.