Turas adhair howled thinking it was about time to cause a little more chaos before running off. Like an echo, a nearby pack holed back than came in for an attack. The men jumped to their feet and unsheathed their swords. 14 men and 16 wolves fault as she watched. A simple caption of what would happen consisted of no death on the humans and 3 dead wolves. Both humans and wolves were hurt. The whole thing was a bloody mess that she enjoyed. 

Once the fight was over she decided to not watch them attempt to help one another with their wombs. It would be fun to let one life live but only the strongest. Taking flight she took a corps of a wolf when they were not looking and flew off to eat it. She even enjoyed it and cleaned off before flying north a wase than turned to an elf wearing mostly tan clothing. Her ears pointed and eyes a golden color. Her hair long, straight, and Black with blue tips and highlights. 

She walked up towards the man with a light. She did not expect him to recognize her in the least but hoped to hear some of his thoughts on the trip so far. She lit a flame in her hand to give some light as she walked.