New home, new scents, new everything. The Hellion greeted the bone chilling night with a huff, slinking out of her makshift den, she liked this one, reminded her of her den back in SD's original territory, the old mucky bog den of hers.... Just less.... Wet. Steam rose from her maw as she let out another gruff huff, stalking off into the darkness, seeming to weave and twist about it like a shadow creature, despite her bulk and size. The tank of a bitch took this time to explore, while many others were huddled up in their den for the night, she was prowling, learning. Maybe she would even find a more secluded spot for her own personal slumbering space, wouldn't that just be dandy?

The beast wandered from the forest into the open, heavy paws carried her toward a glimmering mass in the distance, the silver glow of the moon dancing off the surface with promise. Water. Her pace picke dup to a heavy jog and soon she was at a full gallop, her bulky figure barreling forward toward the water, paws hitting the chilly liquid, splashing it up on her chest. There was a snarl as she snapped down at the water a few times, a garggled growl sounding as she bit at the substance a few more times. She licked her lips, lowering her head now, lapping at the liquid, greedily filling her gut.

There was a sound behind her and of course, it had her fur bristlling and as if on cue, the odd trait of hers kicked in and several of her eyespots and inner mouth began glowing. With a furious snarl, the massive beast wirled about sending water splashing about her. Without warning she lunged in the direction she heard noise, fangs bared, itching for a fight it would seem. What she was met with would either be a tone of fun for the Green Monster or a disappointment.

Please...

There was so much anger...

So much rage built up.

Stored away....

Please....

Let Wrath Play.

ooc: Who wants to play? :3