Luca: she was had been thinking about what she had heard at the thing and was confused. she tried to get all the paint off her face that she had used to disguised herself during the celebration "what in goddess name did he mean" she question looking down at the waters. she started to head towards the werewolves land unknowingly because it was dark. her eyes just faintly shining in the glint of the moonlight giving her a eerie orange glow to her eyes as she spotted a bunny. Running at full speed she snaches it killing in intsenly.

Sinopa threw the young male werecat to the ground. She sneered at them. Someone had been foolish enough to challenge her to the Power Ritual. Of course she had taken all the precautions to ensure she would win. Her brother Rias cheered for her as she dug her claws into her challenger's throat, bringing their end. She stood up and wiped off her claws. Soon as she sat down, her ritual keeper came running up to her. The small female werecat was nearly a hundred and very well respected. Miss! Miss! An omen... you must hurry to meet the elders. she squeaked. Sinopa looked at her brother. They both stood up and hurried off to meet the elders, leaving while the body of the challenger was cleaned up.

She ate the rabbit savoring every bite "aw you've got to love the taste of rabbit but i could go for something more." she said to herself thinking out loud. She got up and headed deeper into the forest trying to be as quiet as she could. She climbed up a tree jumping from one to another keeping her eyes wide still glowing from the moonlight giving her location away.

Quilo ruffled his hair, making sure to be careful of his ears. Tonight was a beautiful night, though somebody decided to challenge Sinopa. He rolled his eyes, thinking why somebody would even think of doing that.
With that aside, he was lucky to have finished his hunt that day, seeing as there was something important happening. As soon as he spotted the ritual keeper speak to his leader, his ears perked up in interest. `` I wonder what's happening?...`` he mumbled under his breath, watching his leader hurry off.

The Wereshark leader's eyes widened when the message was relayed to her. She stared down at the shaking messenger, she nodded slowly. "I believe you, dear, now, come along, we need to speak to my council about this.", She spoke in a cool tone as she lifted herself from her throne. Zuleika lead the young Wereshark down a hallway that leads to an open room, decorated in glowing seaweed, shells, pearls, carvings, and sea glass windows. Her council arose when they saw her, their ages varying from mid-twenties to the elder ages.
Zuleika swam to the side, showing the young messenger. "This young man has a message to us from our Shaman.", She spoke.

The shaking Wereshark opened his mouth to speak, his words cracked by fear. " He... he said; You're tribe shall meet death shall this goes unheard. Don't trust what seems unwelcome to your herd."

The group of six whispered to each other before turning to their leader, Zuleika. "What do you think, my lady?", Croacked the oldest of them all, Gallager. His silvery braided hair floated above him due to the water.

The Wereshark thought for a moment before she gave her opinion. "I believe we should heed this message, I want it announced that no one other than an official shall leave the reef or speak to anyone or anything that is not of this tribe."

she sat in the tree slowly eating the rabbits she had just plucked and killed from the ground. "death to our tribe? but i dont have one but maybe to those i know?" she talked to herself trying to figure it out dropping to the ground and walking around looking for a good plays to lay her head. She total dropped her guard wanting to relax a bit thinking she was safe and hoped she wouldn't run into any unwanted company.