Hornet raises her toothy snout from her nest as she eyes her snoozing pack mates lazily, watching as the cubs scamper around the nests. She rests her head on the ground again with a loud chuff of exhaustion. Her scales are cracked and speckled from age, and her body is littered in scars from the countless battles she's fought. She's past her prime, but she retains her position as leader with her incredible hunting and fighting prowess. She's absolutely massive, even for a deathclaw.