@tenderrage-remi
There's a sort of all-consuming rage in her, one best directed outside. She needs to crush something, somebody, and so she directs it at the path of least resistance.
Matteo is gone, and she's burying the memory in dubious anger. Anish wants to dwell, wants to make war on the vampires while they're in the middle of a war for the future of their kind in this city. Turned wolves mistakes. Turned wolves are beasts with no governance of themselves.
She is trueborn; in this she is proud. Of this she will not be ashamed.
Yips and blood-soaked cries of wolfen pain fill the air as she watches her Warwicks rip at Harford heels after an incursion into their hunting grounds.
Pah. Hunting grounds, as if these city wolves hunt, as if the don't lock themselves up and deprive themselves of their place at the top of the foodchain while offering safe harbor to mongrels who give each and every one of their kind a bad name. It is the mistakes that draw the eyes of hunters. It is the misbegotten who break treaties.
Matteo was driven mad by cursed blood; this alone is proof to her.
Yuisa sees the largest wolf among assembled Harford leap into the violent throng of fang and fur. That'll be Remi - the wolf's old man had been a known quantity to her family and a staple to their kind in these parts. He's, of course, gone now, with only this soft-hearted sack of meat and a sniveling brother to carry that legacy forward.
A good trophy to assert dominance and drive Harford into the mud where they can sink their teeth in once and for all.
A sharp howl breaks the grand melee of snapping jaws and whipping claws, Yuisa beggng attention. It's on two legs that she wades into the fight, and its with hands tipped with razors that she flings a runtish Harford aside. A barking sound of air pistoned through flaring, wolfen nostrils calls Remi's name, commands the attention of Warwick. It's an Alpha's shout - no different from any other wolves save that she's the heart to make it carry.
The werewolf stands like a man, coated in thick black fur, eyes trained on Harfords beating golden heart. This isn't just a rematch. It's a finale.