The scenery had gotten darker and darker as the strange coated hyena carried on through her way. The female hadn't meant to wander so far into the boarders of the territory. Ylva had not heard the tall tell tales of the elphant grave yard since she did not grow up with other hyena's nor spent much time around other hyenas. Infact, Ylva didn't care for most anyone, what ever the species. The truth was the hyena just didn't give a damn about others. Well, except Asa, but that was different. Yeah, thats what she kept telling her self.
On and on she went and the scenery got darker and darker in an eerie way as the female carried on. There was a lure of curiousity that kept her on her way. All these bones and all this death, it just fascinated the hyena. Ylva stopped walking , however, when the scent of other hyena grew thick. The whole time she had known that she was a** deep in another hyenas territory but the scent now she smelt informed her that it wasn't just a few hyena but many.
Ylva turned and started on her way back the way she came hoping her scent didn't attract the pack. Last thing she needed was to disrupt a pack of hyena. From the scenery alone, Ylva wasn't sure if she wanted to find out if they were friendly or not. Not that Ylva was a coward, she just knew when to turn around.
