Hello thar.

For once she was travelling in a form she figured was lesser than the two-legged optime where her movement was swift, secure and very deadly. But she was learning from mistakes, and today it was her lupus form that had carried her far away from the comforting borders where wolfen skulls grinned even in death. To most canines they meant danger, but they spoke of home to her, the powerful warrior with the exotic colours and cool heart.

It was rare for her to venture this far from the clan's territory, but perhaps there was a fear that she needed to be vanquished? While she was not as confident with her lupus form anymore, she remained deadly to those that were not prominent warriors of these lands. The lacking weight of her remaining twin sword was what made a difference, for she rarely ever walked outside the mansion without the pristine sword accompanying her. In a flawed life where betrayal had a clear, distinguished taste, the sharp metal had proven to be loyal through and through.

When her sensitive nose caught a stranger’s scent on the spring’s soothing breeze, she followed without thought, though approached with care and silence. Oversized ears in copper hues perked at the sound that seemed to escape the other. She was glad to discover features sharper and more pleasing to the eye than the lumpy, dull forms of canis lupus. She was unable to detect exact percent, but any form of coyote hybrid was preferred above wolves. She found no alliance on his fur either, and could feel herself relax slightly. ”Hmm?”

Red eyes turned to the insects he so eagerly watched, and the usual Halo-grimace came forth.