By the time the words of the stranger reached her conciousness, already a large patch of bark had been stripped away from the tree. When the softer greenwood had been exposed, Shimmer smirked triumphantly, using one claw to engrave her name. Stamping her victory on the very heart of her enemy.

Turning to the one who had approached her in her fury, she shrugged slightly an' gave a puzzled frown.

"But it attacked me..."