Huntress giggled, amused by the black princess. Stiletto certainly took after her mother. The maned wolf showed the pup a few tricks of catching birds to eat. Not the crows of course … it seemed both she and the royal family took a liking to the horrid creatures. But little blue jays and such. Stiletto wouldn’t catch any until she was older … just a fact of being so small as a pup. But it was good to know how if ever interested in a little snack or something. After the short lesson, her little smart ass pupil decided to go off and look for something to kill or torture or something. Or maybe work on her hunting skills with small mammals. Who knew, the Malignant princess always seemed up to something. Glancing upward, the sexy femme noticed the small gathering of crows that followed Stiletto, except they were obviously flying. A small smile tugged at her lips.

Turning, the red wolfess began taking graceful steps on her delicate ebon paws. To where? No other place than the great waterfall – basically the best known landmark of any pack land in Blossom Forest. Though the temperatures were decreasing, the pool at the base of the falls had not quite frozen, so Huntress would take advantage of an icy drink. After only a few strides of her long legs, though, an unfamiliar scent grazed her nostrils. She studied it for a moment longer before a wicked, and somewhat annoyed smile came to her seductive face. What a foolish little creature… The thought rolled through her mind as she turned around, whipping her white tipped tail out behind her.

Huntress’ stance read ‘omega’ though in any case it made no difference. Her loyalty to her good friend and alpha Queens, or attitude about protecting the land would never be altered by any sort of rank. Plus, just to make the situation even more rich, the waiting wolf was just a pup. A pathetic little waste of fur who had chosen the wrong pack borders to approach. Only a few months ago, no pups had been allowed within the Malignant Felicity borders. Now, not much had changed. Queens had given birth to a litter, and they of course were allowed. They were practically trying to run the place as much they could … again reminding the female so much of their mother. But still, no pups other than the three princesses resided in the terra. The alpha hated pups other than her own, and Huntress wasn’t too fond of most young wolves herself. Not long after she had begun her way towards the border, her black paws halted not an inch away from the sitting pup. It looked a little miffed at something … funny, if it was smart it would be looking quite afraid.

Hello sweetie. So young, and naïve you are. If you’d like to make it any further in life, I’d suggest you turn around and scamper as quick as your pathetic little legs will carry you.

Her voice dripped like a sweet venom, using a false tone that gave off kindness, contrasting boldly with the lyrics spoken. After quickly running her tongue across her lips, they parted in a rather large grin, unsheathing her deadly ivory weapons. The pup had about five seconds, which Huntress counted down in her mind …

… five … four … three …