She lopes in, not bothering to submit to Dark Moon. She knew the wolf. She knew this wolf had an ego, and thought she was powerful, when even a young wolf could beat the hell out of her. Burning Mirage, larger then Dark Moon, sauntered over, fangs bared. "Do you not think I have heard all of your bickering? Some alpha you are, not keeping order in your pack."
She turned to Frosty Soul, eyes glinting. She saw the fury and hatred in that females eyes... just recently, Burning Mirage had recieved another pack member, a female, Whisper, just as cold and hateful as she. Maybe less. Burning Mirage didnt want weaklings in her back; like males, or wolves like her sisters. She bared her teeth.
"Frosty Soul, you are welcome at my pack, Frostbitten Cliffs. In fact, I'd prefere it if you did come. For you see, you shouldnt be subjected to the tainted rule of a pussy wolf like Dark Moon."
She loped over to a hill, standing atop it, ready to return to her territory, then turned back, looking at Frosty Soul, waiting for her to follow.
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