Vendetta slunk through the tall grass with her pack, heading towards where they had herd Sita call out. She could hear them conversating just a few hundered meters off. She flicked her rather long ears, pausing to listen to what they were saying. She took another slow, and careful step forward as not to be herd, or startle the creature Sita was with. She stepped down on some leaves, making a rather loud noise. She winced and muttered something about how it was just her luck. Her long tail swayed from side to side in irritation almost like a house cat would do, but of course her tail was much larger than that. Her tail wound around her hind leg, making sure it wouldn't brush any foliage.
Sevastra stood up, walking at a brisk pace into the thick trees not too far off of camp. He felt he needed to be alone for awhile. He sat down in the misty area, it was hard to see through the damp fog, but he loved it. He liked the way the dark mist felt on his fur, it always gave him energy. It also hid him quite well considering his dark coat, although his blue eyes peirced through the condensation giving him away. He tilted his head upwards, and let out a eery, low sounding howl. It wasn't a howl to call anyone, or warn anyone. It was his own disire, for his benefit.


















