Feral power, timber wolves
As she walked back to her cave, the young unicorn noticed paw prints on the trail she was on.
'So, the last time I made an example of one of them wasn't good enough huh? Ok, the next timber wolf I see dies, slowly and painfully, having vines tear him apart.'
When she got home, she noticed some herbs that looked like they were torn out of the ground with a sword in front of her door. ' Who in their right mind would pull them out like this, they are in all sorts of pieces.
She slowly turned her head around in a circle and noticed a pair of yellow eyes. When she was facing the bush she heard a low growling noise.
She tensed up and ran several reminders through her head.
' Remember, head up, horn forward, feet apart, and aim for the head.'
The wolf slowly walked out of the bush, but made no sudden movements toward her. It made a gesture towards the leaves with it's head, and sat down slowly, keeping its gaze on her face the entire time.
She looked back at the torn up herb, and said out loud in a raspy voice" You want me to take these?"
The wolf nodded its head up and down.
She then levitated the plant into the cave all the while keeping an eye on the wolf.
When she had the plant inside, she slowly said " Thank you." The timber wolf nodded its head and ran back into the bush.
After it was gone she thought to herself, ' Well, that was, interesting to say the least. Must study this kind of behavior and see if this type of thing will happen again.'
As she walked into her home, she did not notice the group of curious yellow eyes watching her every move.