Blackfeather Woods you must know life to see decay.

wrapping up! Thanks guys!!

The altercation was brief, but clearly effective. Fin knocked into the pale female, snaring her teeth on white fur and tasting blood on her tongue. She pushed the woman back, but was once again knocked herself. She fell back, this time feeling a sharp pain stab through her leg and up her hip as she hit the ground. It gave her opponent the opening she had apparently needed to run for it, and Fin could do nothing to stop her or any of the other bitches from following.

She tried to stand, but fell almost immediately. Rolling to her stomach, panting, she looked wildly around to find each of her companions - Eljay, Towhee, and eventually Quixote - all in one piece, each of them. Safe. Alive. They had taken none of the others, but she had faith in Quixote when he returned to report that they were gone. Their enemies had fled, and their flight would have to do. It would have to be enough. She could not pursue them further, and she could not fight anymore.

It was done.