RICA OF ROLLING HILLS
→ gender: female ♀
→ rank: lead huntress
→ crush: none
→ rank: lead huntress
→ crush: none
as she grew closer to the wolf, rica realized it was a familiar scent. thank goodness it's a pack member. she almost sighed in relief. the huntress wasn't in any mood to chase off a hostile rouge or bring a loner to the alpha. shaking her head, rica continued forward, her paws nearly silent as she padded on. finally pushing herself through a bunch of bushes, the she-wolf found herself facing kate, the omega. "ah kate! you got me worried, i thought you were a rouge or somethin'," she greeted with a twitch of her tail. "what are you doing out here?" rica then asked curiously, turning her gaze to let it rest on the other female.









