@Anneliese
@Sabik hadn't been around for quite some time, and the young heir assumed that he must of been elsewhere scoping out future Asurn territory or stirring up trouble. Either way the red hued girl thought he should come marching back immediately, or she wouldn't mind an ass whooping if given enough time to holler at his scum bag hide. Snorting Nightshade strolled down what was becoming a well worn path made by a lone beast. The smell of the female hung thickly in the air and their was few traces of her male company. They needed followers, particularly brutes willing to join their little band of mischief and hopefully conquer some weakling pack resting on plentiful land for their kingdom to blossom on. She could see it now, a family of warriors sending out their sons and daughters to weasel up another pack's ranks. Till one day they would rule most of, or, preferably, all of Relic Lore.
A dreamy sigh escaped black lips, before Night pushed her cheek into the thick trunk of a tree to stench up the area furthermore. Roughly rubbing her scent gland up and down scratchy bark. Smiling to herself as she reached the same point she started, Toxin figured that her work was done for today. There was no way someone could make a mistake by coming through here, unless their goal was to piss someone off. With this in mind she returned to a small lump of dirt and dug up her earlier catch of rabbit, then thoughtlessly went back to bury it in the proper catch that at this point was full of small things. Bunnies, mice, birds, squirrels, and other mouthful snacks.
Lack of social interaction was digging like talons into her skin, the need to boss someone or manipulate them increasing day by day. She wanted someone to submit under her, or at least a good story teller to stumble into her pathway. Better yet, a skilled healer in the talent of poisoning others. Oh how she would love to be able to kill an entire enemy pack with a simple plant! She shivered in delight at the very thought of their crumbling faces...then, oh their pups, how she would devour the no good ones and rob the strong of innocence. They would become her mindless drones, doomed to watch this land as her slaving away army. Once finished dealing with the cache the monster headed out, past her markers a touch, just in attempt to find something new and interesting.