OOC here.
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A deep throaty growl escaped Neela's maw as she stalked through the trees, tail thrashing about in a wild, agitated motion that was far from the normal, happy wag it held. How dare that blonde bitch come back to Ichikan territory and demand to see a member of the pack, as though the fact that she was pregnant gave her a pass for the trouble she had caused and the pain she had given. The sheer audacity of it all had nearly caused Neela to attack on the spot, only the briefest shred of self control staying her hand and blades from the flesh of the dog who dared to threaten her pack, her family!
Neela hadn’t returned to Ichika after the encounter. Worked up and wanting to let some steam off she had stalked out into the unclaimed territories, hunting and running to direct her rage at something other than her home and friends. Already a deer had fallen prey to her, unable to compete against the sleek muscles of her Secui form and the anger that gave her energy.
It was a rather intimidating figure that was soon to be unleashed upon an unsuspecting wolf. Usually the visual impact of Neela's rage, on the rare occasions where she couldn't stifle it, was played off somewhat by her physical appearance; her Optime form was too elegant and her Lupus too fluffy to appear particularly threatening. This did not apply to her Secui form. The form was stocky enough to show the tones body she held and her long fur was wiry and wild, showing neither the smooth elegance or the fluffy softness of either her other forms. Even her markings seemed geared to make this form more intimidating, small slashes of black fur near her ears lengthened considerably till they framed her amber eyes, creating a rather disconcerting contrast heightened by the anger in said eyes.
Neela saw the coywolf before she smelt her. Neela's sense of smell wasn't the greatest at the best of times and with anger clouding her judgement it was remarkably poor, so the first warning she had of the other was when she pushed her way through a bush and saw the younger hybrid not far from her. For a split second Neela wanted to attack the other simply for being there but age and scent stopped her.
The coywolf had a look of a yearling about her and that sparked off the familiar part of Neela's brain which immediately protested any violence against one so young. Calmed down the tiniest fraction Neela noticed the scent of Inferni hanging weakly about the girl and lowered her hackles; Inferni had done nothing to anger Neela, indeed Vesper had come to Kiara's aid when needed, so she saw no need to antagonise one of its members.
Neela stilled for a moment, closing her eyes and breathing deeply for a few seconds to still the last of her anger. When she reopened them she simply gazed over at the coywolf, dipping her head and ears in a quick silent greeting.
