Table by Nuki! /// Its okay, and everyone has different writing styles for their characters. 
Btw, whenever they start to fight, don't make it too detailed (ex. blood and guts flying everywhere)since I didn't put a mature warning for violence. :3 sswm: 431
The open white fields were eerily quiet as the golden sun sank deeper, and Alyssum was curious as to why. Usually, she would see the tip of a rabbit's long ears or perhaps the scurrying tail of a mouse, searching for food before it got colder at night. But, the purity of the snow-ridden field lack life besides her own. Her large paws that carried her heavy weight crunched loudly as they pushed against the icy mush. Though only in the back in her mind did she feel concern with what noise she made. The only thing she was loosely focusing on was the power that surge in her body when she took another powerful stride; besides, she was in her home. Why should she feel nervous?
But, her comfortability was suddenly challenged. A scent that was in stark contrast of the ashy and warmly burnt odors of Inferni wavered to her nose. It was a male canine, which smelt of no pack, which confused Alyssum. She had no idea that loners infested Nova Scotia, not just the packs and the people who seek to join their ranks. Not soon after the golden brown she-coyote scented the wolf, a figure in the distance barreled out of the trees. He ran right across the small stretch of neutral territory and carelessly dashed onto her's. At first, Alyssum was shocked that the rogue creature suddenly busted from no where. But, then she got over her surprise, and a taunt, sour expression crossed her face, her muzzle pulling over her white teeth in the start of a snarl.
Whoever this person was, he was going to have to go. She bounded with more speed than before, but stopped when she was about fifteen feet away, her tail raised over her back with anger. The hybrid then growled rather dryly to the intruder,"Leave, now." She had no idea who this wolf was, charging blindly past the skull-covered trees splashed with bold paint; someone had to be in a deep trace of some sort not to be warded off by that. Nonetheless, Alyssum was tensed, her muscles clenching with uneasiness. Though she had be training for a month, she had yet face a real opponent, but she did not doubt her own power, especially when Inferni could somehow be in trouble.
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