Zsan
Junior Member
Yuko, being the troublesome wolf she was, krept from each line of shadow, casted by the looming trees above. Her white fur coat was kept to a minimum and the deeper she went into the shadows, the darker her coat seemed. Her ears flickered back and forth, picking up small sounds as she padded across the forest floor. There wasn't a care in the world for where she was and due to the smell of blood that stained her jaw from her last victom, it seemed to show how menacing she was prepared to be. Cannibal? Possibly. .Simple lust to kill? No one knew. The wolf's amber eyes glinted through the small rays of light as she lowered her head for a second. There was something else within her path. Not only one, but two. Yuko detected she was within a seperate territory, though did she care? Maybe. As long as she was anywhere but her previous land, it was better than anywhere else. Question was. . . kill, or speak? Pondering on that thought was all she did for now as she lowered herself to the ground, ears flattening almost instantly.