Destiny left the camp fuming, she was surprised that she had held her composure that long without chewing out Falaris. She wasn't going to shift back into a wolf until her nose stopped bleeding. Sierina could really land a kick... Lifting her hand to her nose she wiped away the blood. Just as she wiped more came streaming down her face. Sighing Destiny looked toward the ground. She wasn't all that mad anymore. Not as much as she was disappointed. She had failed as a leader and a friend, she felt weak and incompetent. Gritting her teeth she shifted her claws and started attacking the trees.
Scraping off the bark on several of them she found she had made a path, and now anyone could follow her, but she felt better. Her nose pulsed as if it had it's own heart beat. Lifting her hand again she left the blood dried and tenderly touched the ridge of her nose. the action caused her to wince in pain and grit her teeth against a howl of anguish. Walking off of her marked path Destiny went to find a tree, no doubt from all the noise she had made all the animals had been scared off. Finding one suitable enough to climb she ended up halfway up the tree, before she quit climbing. Now all she could do was sit and wait. No doubt the scent of blood would bring all sorts of animals to her, though she was scared to see how badly she looked when she got back to camp.