Wolf RPG

as soon as she could leave the summit, she did.
not forever, just long enough to keep the giant peak at her back as she descended. there was only a twinge of pain in her ankle when she was on level ground again. 
she forced herself to rest before trotting off again. birds were what she searched for, but beavers were what the aspiring huntress discovered: a whole dome of them, teeming almost sickeningly upon their super-dam.
heda watched, searching for a way to go around.

heda's head snapped around when the voice sounded. it was attached to a very large, very strong-looking amazon of a woman. 
the stranger claimed the land and its inhabitants belonged to her. heda was healing, young, and away from the summit. and yet she very maturely turned directly for the jugular of impulsivity.
"oh yeah? every single beaver is yours? really? all of them? sounds insane." hopefully the big lady wouldnt hear her heart thudding against her ribcage.
"anyway i don't want any of your dumb beavers. i want to get across," heda mumbled, refusing to give ground. the stranger became a scapegoat for her anger, though she was aware she was on incredibly thin ice.

"fuck, all right!" heda snapped, leaping backward as the woman advanced.. pain shot through her ankle. she put quick amounts of space between herself and the fat woman — the girl was well aware of what pregnancy looked like but wanted to be mean — and spat onto the ground. 
"there's no fuckin' reason i can't be here," the young wolf snarled, before running away and hoping that the other wouldn't thunder down onto her.
back to the mountain, back to safety despite the pending hour of angered pacing she would do once there.