Blacktail Deer Plateau PACKTIVITY — Then the quiet explosion

Hawkeye felt overwhelmed by the crowd, the tension she sensed in the air making it hard to breathe. Was it tension stemming from her?

She was pissed. Not only was he taking over her pack, he was giving his new dick treat the position of Beta when she didn't even know the pack. A flood of words she wanted to spurt out pushed against her tongue to be released, but something was different in Hawkeye. She once would have strode right up to Peregrine's face telling him to quit using his red rocket as a compass. The scar-faced woman shifted in her seat.

The red wolf rubbed her head against Peregrine. The pastel orbed wolf squinted her eyes and hissed, her fresh wounds stinging in result of her actions. Her eyes were seeing things correctly, though: the color of the new Beta's pelt was the same as the swath hanging from Ferdie's tree.

A look of realization filled her face for a moment before swiftly disappearing, yet her heart thumped in her chest like there was no tomorrow and cool adrenaline filled her up. Hawkeye scanned the female, hoping that for once there was a flaw in the eyes of a Hawk; but, her further inspection only confirmed things.

Staying calm for now, Hawkeye gave a small sigh. Her composure was as perfect as her eyes.