Having. Been gone for a few days, Blaqwynter was returning home. She had chased off an interloper with bad measures, and killed it. She had a short fuse, but it had faded once she arrived back home. The onyx she wolf walked through the shadowed valley blending in like a stealth bomber as she made her way back toward the densite. She better not let on that sje killed a trespasser, as it may make her look like a bad wolf. Blaqwynter was only big and bad when she wanted to be. She assumed other wolves didn't take her all too seriously, but boy they were in for a rude awakening if they didn't. She craved respect, andoftenm demanded it! Blaqwynter otherwise is an easy wolf to get along and to please. Tired feet carried her briskly across the mountainous region...