Porcupine Ridge keep it in your pants, son

Just getting a response up to this to finish it off, since things seem to be moving and I don't want Sag to become stagnant!

 

She was thoughtful a little while longer, as things transpired, as she thought on the actions and reactions of others. And she wondered and thought of things, like loopholes, and the clever woman decided her course. Saghani felt inspired by the woman who shouldered past Taggarik, and no hatred was fostered for this one, and this one alone, in all this. Truth be told, if Saghani had any doubts in this woman she would have sought to usurp her regardless of the others attempt to denounce the claim. They, the men, had no bite in this battle between two women. And their barks and growls did nothing to change her mind; it was only Capriccio, and her confidence, and her ability to decide things for herself that changed things. 

So as the other woman postured, Saghani relented. The challenge, the response, was enough for the woman who did not want for him any longer. He is yours, Saghani conceded, squatting some and averting her eyes at last; finally, in an ultimate show of her submission, she turned to run off, though her tail was not tucked beneath her belly in the process of it. Neither did it wave high in the air foolishly behind her; she was no pretender, and as of yet, she was queen of nothing. She had lost, here, but with that loss came a victory, and from this victory would come something greater than could be achieved at this place, and Saghani knew it, felt it in her very bones.