same old brand - open; new skull + air elementals

[rhosmari]

Emerging from the forest came the dark predator, her paws quiet and leaving bloody paw prints in their wake. She had been gone for much of the night, redoing trials that she remembered her own tribe having done for generation. Just something to keep her remember just who she was. Or what she used to be. Alone, with only her own resources to guide her she spent a night alone in the most dangerous part of the swamp. Keeping to herself and surviving. She could only come back after being proof back of her survival. A skull and one that would be a showing of her own strength and prowess. Telling how she was an asset to Tanglewood and how she would do whatever was in her power to protect and provide for them. Even though blood caked her small form it was not her own. Instead it was the blood of the animal she dragged with her into the camp. It was a black and silver furred fox. She had gotten into a rather terrible scrap over some food with it and unfortunately it had become prey.

Now the corpse had no head as its skull was on top of her own. Hiding her expression. She had cleaned it of course, painted it with stripes of black and yellow. And she wore it proudly. Though how she had killed it was an odd occurrence for the woman. The smoke that threaded its way from her body had done the job. Snaking forth and filling the lungs of the creature. She watched it suffocate after they had physically fought for a while. Hmm. Shaking the thought from her maw she dropped the headless body upon the ground. "Anyone up for lunch? She has caught and brought back a fox!" She was proud of her catch.