Aava

Aava made her way to the den. The cozy warmth would keep her there for a while. Her maw was still bloody with all of her kills. She would strike the humans tomarrow. Nobody would hold her back from it. Her and White Eclipse. That is, if he would ever come back. She sat in the den and sighed heavily. She ran her paw through the ground. She wasn't bored, tired, or anything. She was simply eager to get going. She wanted to kill more. Her bounty would get higher and higher as the days went by. Her easiest targets were the ranch pets and their livestock and humans. Nobody would give her secret away, for she wouldn't tell anyone. She would strike the chickens and horses, the dogs and humans. Anything to satisfy her blood-thirsty mind of hatred. She looked out. Feeling restless, she laid in the back of the den and curled up. She soon dozed off to sleep.