Kali; tagged: Reaper, Kyla
~ Female ~ 2.5 years old ~ DarkStorm ~ Alpha Female ~ No mate or crush ~
She leapt up like a frightened cat, cursing loudly at the shocking, searing pain that shot through her body as her wounds were jolted. How in Lupus' righteous name did I not smell that pup?! she screamed at herself mentally as she glared menacingly at the young wolf. The scent of SnowStar wafted to her nose, immediately making her growl. But then, another scent came through... Hann's. It was a gentle sort of scent, evidence that he'd spent time with this pup, perhaps having even adopted her as his own. Of course, it was highly unlikely that Hann would already have a biological pup of his own, especially one of this age. However, a twisted plot began to grow in Kali's mind. She would capture this pup and keep her with the DarkStorms, just to worry that silver fool. She wouldn't torture the pup... much... but perhaps just cause enough pain to show her the smallest bit of DarkStorm strength. With time, Kali might be able to even convert the pup over to the DarkStorm cause, but perhaps that was stretching it a bit too far. I can't let her see camp... she's already seen too much. Kali immediately thought, analyzing the pup carefully. She's not running, she's not running... wait, Kali, just wait... get her to trust you. Then, grab a vine and bind her muzzle. Then her legs... Be patient...