Tempest | 3 | Alpha Female | Wolf Pack | M: Delta (briefely) Open

Tempest heaved herself to her paws, shaking the dust off of her pelt. But she was still coated in mud, dirt, and the slightest bit of blood. "I should go wash myself off in the river," Tempest muttered to herself. She wasn't sure if it was a good idea to leave her pack behind with a crazy dog pack on the loose, but Tempest knew that they could probably defend themselves if the pack attacked with her gone. But before Tempest could head toward's her camp's exit, Delta came up to her, giving Tempest news that sent a bit of shock and a lot of fury through her. "Thank you for telling me," Tempest growled, the anger in her voice undisguised. "Please tell the rest of the pack, I'm going out for a bit." Tempest gave herself another vigorous shake before heading for the camp's exit, stepping out into the luscious, green forest that was her pack's territory.

Tempest headed down towards the forest, passing trees full of joyous, singing birds and chattering squirrels. "Why can't they ever shut up?" Tempest growled to herself, slightly annoyed. However, the sound of birdsong and squirrel chatter quickly faded away, becoming drowned out by the sound of a medium, but fast-flowing waterfall. At the bottom of the waterfall was a clear, pebbly river with trees surrounding it. Tempest leaped into the ice-cold river, splashing water everywhere due to her massive size. Gradually, the river washed the mud, dirt, blood and debris off of Tempest's pelt, revealing the gorgeous, fluffy white fur underneath, and the amazing black streaks running down her back.

As soon as the beautiful white wolf was washed off, she grabbed a huge fish in her mouth and padded out of the river, shaking vigorously to get all of the water off of her heavy, soaked pelt. Then, Tempest laid down in the shade of a tree and devoured the fish that she had caught, licking the blood off of her lips as she finished it. "May as well catch something for my pack," Tempest yawned, soon spotting two deer out of the corner of her eye. Tempest got into a crouch, silently creeping up on the mother deer and her baby. But as soon as she pounced and grabbed onto the baby's hind legs, the mother deer kicked Tempest and took off, terrified.

Fortunately, it wasn't a very powerful kick, and Tempest took down the baby deer with ease, pround of her kill. Tempest was going to try to find out which way the mother deer had went, but then, she picked up a scent... one that she'd smelt before. Dog. It's not that Tempest was afraid, no. It's that she was enraged, and furious that a pack of stupid mutts was overconfident and dumb enough to try to invade Tempest's territory. "I'll kill them," she snarled, thinking of the warning that Delta had given her earlier. "I'll kill all of them." And in a fit, Tempest stomped towards her camp, picking up her kill, but leaving the mother deer behind.

Tempest | 3 | Alpha Female | Wolf Pack | M: Dallas, Dog pack scouts, open.

As Tempest began the stomp towards her camp in a fury, she could hear the long, powerful howl of a wolf nearby. She lifted her great head into the air, realizing that this wolf had been following her, as she could smell his scent trail. Tempest's fury rose, and she let out a mournful, bellowing howl that echoed across the forest before heading in the direction of this wolf. She could barely recognize his scent, as it was mixed in with so many others, but Tempest was fairly sure that the wolf that'd been following her was Dallas. "Wonder what he wanted," Tempest muttered, a hint of anger edging her voice.

It took no time before Tempest reached Dallas. "Hey, you!" Tempest roared. "Why were you-" Tempest was quickly cut off by the short, loud, high-pitched barks of three huge dogs who's magnificent, midnight-black pelts shone in the sunlight. Tempest could see that Dallas was ready to fight, and as always, so was she. Letting out another loud, mournful howl to summon a few warriors of her pack, Tempest launched herself into battle.