Redtail Rise Crossing the frontier, 2

The wolf was back. Weeks ago, Meridian had heard sounds of a scuffle and upon further investigation, found traces of blood. She assumed a trespasser was taught a lesson, and stayed away to avoid a similar fate. 

It seemed the youngster had not learned, and so Meridian watched, a distance away, for it was not the young coyote's calling to counsel the foolish.

Skippable. Just wanted to throw her in here.