The disappearance of Mercy had set her back a few pegs she would admit, but the recent disappearance of Borilla had motivated her. Once more she had goals, and now she just had to work about meeting them, though this would take some time. As a yearling she was not a viable candidate to lead, at least on until her second birthday, but that meant she had 7 months to win over the pack's favor and more importantly Phineas'. So now she was doing what she did best, scout she spent as much time as possibly working. Constantly marking the borders or filling the caches when she was within the territory but mostly exploring the surroundings, looking for every and anything that might be valuable to her leader.

Which was why the silver yearling found herself so far south from the territory, well within the Umbra Copse, or Shadow Forest. Luckily for her she had been taught well when she lived within the Ghastly Woods, she knew enough to leave markers she could follow so she could get out the same way she came. The fog that surrounded her casted her fur and pale eyes in almost invisibility, someone would not know she was there until she was directly upon them. Which was where she was now, circling the scene of a male who seemed to have lost his mind and was swearing and attacking a stump. With a smirk she stayed far enough away she knew the fog would hide her, "Quite a display If I do say so myself." Her words were like ice, cold and calculated enough that they should send a warning to this male; she meant business.

Aponi chuckled then, fond of his arteries and his ears this strangers was. Practically purring now in joy at the torment of the obviously older wolf, "Yes, arteries and ears are rather important now aren't they?" The dark man in front of her meant nothing to the yearling, he was but a pawn in her game of cat and mouse, though she supposed he could keep his physical body if he cooperated. The vanishing of Mercy has stoned her heart and until now she had grieved with no closure, but now the sadness had morphed. No longer was she vulnerable, sad, now the silver fae felt nothing but anger, cold and pulsing through her veins. Until now she had had no one to take out this anger on, but now, oh now she had an unsuspecting stranger who no one would care about.

So many had left her, first her mother had left her emotionally though she had been very much so physically present. Then Karpos had had the nerve to fling her from his graces as if he was worth anything, then K'arnae, and now Mercy. Even @Nova, the sister she thought so inferior to her had not shown up even after she had rescued the pathetic snivelling excuse for an Aquila.

All of this had been building within her, freezing her to the world, and now this man was about to feel the wrath that burned for all that scorned her. Snarling she cried, "Oh you fool, you do not choose us, we must choose you. What makes you think you are worthy to be even in my presence now? Now she stepped forward through the mist, it clung to her pelt making her blurry around the edges but her icy eyes glowed clear. Though the man before her was much older Aponi was easily much larger, taller, longer, heavier and she had the advantage of youth on her side. Like a banner her tail sat above her back and her teeth barred. Your move you fool.

Aponi couldn't contain herself when the man started whimpering before her, snivelling imbecile she should have castrated him. Then his physique would match his inferior less than masculine personality. Chuckling out loud she moved forward, blue eyes flashing with glee as she eyed the loner over at his words. Tutting her tongue against the top of her mouth she murmured, "A great destiny indeed, anyone would be lucky to behold it. Yet here you are begging to leave." Stepping closer again her eyes narrowed and her teeth barred in a twisted smile as the mist swirled around her paws, it was almost as if she was a phantom.

Leaning closer to the male she whispered into one of his raggedy ears, "Tell me 'multi-talented one', do I scare you? Do I make your blood run cold and your muscles scream to flee? Tell me, do you believe in karma, that if you're good that good things will happen to you? I don't, I believe bad things happen to everyone, and I rather enjoy helping them along." Chuckling again Aponi pulled back so she could watch the effect her newest move would have on her pawn. Rolling her eyes at the sight of such a pathetic male she flicked her tail dismissively, "Fine then, go if you must. Though I will leave you with some advice... If you come across a forest of pink petals where a pack resides within their perfumed boughs, run. Run as fast as you can, because I'll be waiting." Whipping around the yearling snapped her jaws just centimeters from the man's muzzle, letting the saliva drip onto the ground between them. Cold blue eyes watched, waiting patiently for the man to flee.