It was with a grin on a bloodied maw that she came back into Asteraia’s lands. She had met with the alpha on their joined border, spotted him by happenstance and well… things got a little out of hand she could say, but in a good way. It had been thrilling, exhilarating even clashing with the big male that was so intent on her life seeing as she took his son’s. It had been a rather long drawn out fight, she had kept him silent for so long, only their snarls and growls filling the air around him. Of course it wasn’t without her own injuries. He had torn flesh from cheek on her blind side, a piece of her ear was missing from the same and several other bite wounds were littered on her legs and side of the neck where he didn’t get his death holds fast enough. Of course she left him in the same, if not maybe even worse condition. He was on the ground bleeding and she had shakily gotten up to finish him off when they came.

The small black one had come out of nowhere soon after. Rage in her face she had probably gotten the closest to killing her, she was bleeding just close to her jugular but not deep enough, Kattari had flung herself backwards out of her grasp, but then soon more came. She had been frustrated to have been run off, but the stopped as she crossed back into Asteraia seemingly more concerned with the king than her as she ran back into the fields. Night was drawing near, and the bloodied fem flopped into the fields feeling exhilarated and wounded all the same.

She was bleeding pretty badly, but hurt asa she was she was still smiling. So close… so close to having that alphas heart… maybe he would bleed to death, she would be able to take it out of his dead body. She wasn’t picky. The fight in and of itself had been fantastic. Her wounds though certainly would slow her down for a while though. She hadn’t had the comfort of a pack healer in her life, she knew if she rested her body would do the work for her. The aches were starting to come though, and she didn’t know who was around, but she did know this was a haven for her for now. She heaved a deep contented sigh gingerly licking the wounds she could reach on her front legs for the moment, then she supposed she should probably tell Opal what had happened. That was what she didn’t like about packs, but he was close to the borders. It was fair. At least Kat thought it was.