what is mine, is mine.
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ooc: it can be Titania she smells if you want the slight pp, it can be another if not. She'd go searching outside her borders to make certain no one is arround otherwise.

Titania-285

She had been marking the new territory for a few days now. Traveling from one end of her lands to the other. Her den was dug out properly now, the dirt and debri removed, a fresh hide pinned over the entrance to keep the cold out, soft furs piled in her plush tick of grasses and pine broughs. She had felt that her new territory was perfect. The humans had once claimed it as theirs and they had done well in the lands. She had found many game trails and scents of larger prey in the lands, though for now she stuck to smaller game, rabbits and waterfowl, until she felt she was ready to take the next step. There was no sense in spoiling prey if she couldn't finish the meal and the temperatures weren't cold enough to freeze the flesh. Instead she would keep to her plan until things began to fall solidly into place.

She trekked along the north eastern border of her territory, the scent of another fresh on the wind as she growled. Her scent was fresh here, the other should know that. The metalic hued woman didn't believe that this was some foolish game a young pup was playing with her and if someone was already coming to challenge her for what was rightfully hers then she would just have to show them that they were wrong. Her heckles were raised as she padded across her lands, her emerald eyes dancing at the thought of a fight. If any beast was dumb enough to linger on the marked borders for too long she would show them the way out, in a way they would remember for a long long while.


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