Aleta had managed to find herself at the entrance of the Stormborn pride, not really sure herself on how she had ended up atop the cliff but she was here. In all honesty she wasn't sure if she wanted to join but she none-the-less let out a roar of challenge. Today it was more of a "let's see how strong they are and even worth my time" sort of attitude. Little did she would know she was about to get her rump handed to her. Aleta looked down at her claws as she waited to see if anyone would really come. Her brown toes looked neat and part of her hoped she would get to dig them into some flesh. She loved the smell of blood in the morning.
Her mindset was really that of mock and biding her time until she found something she wanted. Or at least was willing to play with. Those who came to answer her challenge would be the target of it all. Or so she thought.
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