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The gloom flowed around her, thick and cold like some fantasy ooze. Only it was no fable. The woods breathed, watched, heard. It was the perfect place for the Voodoo-marked Aztec she-wolf to spend the afternoon relaxing.

Quetzalxochitl lifted her black head, the bone-like white markings that decorated her pitch black fur gleamed in the semi-darkness. Outside the woods the sun was out, shining bright. But there, in the darkened edge of the haunted forest, there was perpetual twilight.

The scent of a wolf invaded her quietude, warm and fur-ruffling. Without being aware of it, her top lip drew back in a silent snarl at the intrusion. Jaw opened wide in a tongue rolling yawn, flashing real fangs before her maw snapped shut with an audible click, leaving only the fang-like markings on her fur as a ghostly reminder.

White-marked ears flickered as she turned her attention to what had disturbed her. That wolf.. With a shake of her thickly furred head she rose to her feet, stretching in a lazy manner as if she wasn't in some of the most feared and avoided territory in the area. Twin tails weaving like fat pale snakes at her rear she padded down from her resting spot and dropped silently onto the forest floor. Pale gaze squinted as she eyed the shadows around her. She might be comfortable in the forest but it wouldn't do to let her guard down. She was nothing if not wary, no matter where she was.

Satisfied that nothing was coming that was big enough to pose any kind of trouble, she slipped into those same shadows, letting her dark body merge with them, leaving her white markings disembodied, ghost-like, a bizarre twisted skeleton moving through the darkness towards the intruder.