OOc: We've hashed out something nice in compliance with your wishes, so let me say it for the record that NO actions will be taken to risk an abortion of the pups, and there will be NO FATAL attacks delivered. You'll be receiving a PM shortly with the details. We hope it's agreeable. Let the chase begin! Keep them on their toes!Note: Given the nature of the topic at hand, the following posts will be shorter.

She had come to accept now, and would always, that a shadow was never far from its light. As long as she shown, he would be there to follow and spread it formidable shade. Her impact had been solid, taking the female by surprise, and to her own displeasure the warrior spied the precious herb clung between now bloodied jaws. Her lips curled with disgust, and too quaked with rage as her voice rang with the ill-regard for this trespasser.

But there was no time for scolding, nor breath prepared to spare words with the pale female before she darted. Xi’nuata pushed from the ground to give chase after the Creek wolf, a fact in which she was not pleased to acknowledge, but kept close to the mountain’s base as its rocks crept through the woodland. Whilst in pursuit her chords rumbled with a signaling snarl to Raheerah, urging him to keep to the woods as she kept course along the base. The swift tail of their quarry was not far out of sight, but gifted speed kept her just within yet out of reach at the same time. Perhaps on the plains, she might have had the better of them. But in the thick woodlands they claimed, they knew the grounds better.

It was only a matter of time.

The frigid air roared in her ears as she charged on with might, taking the rocky terrain underfoot as one would take the flat lands. True the bolder course left much to be desired as far as speed was concerned, but she worried little as she had faith that Raheerah would understand her summon and follow the course without needing further direction. It would be no different than herding prey, though the difference was that this ‘deer’ was intelligent, even if her trespass suggested otherwise. She was wolf, and not to be taken lightly.

And true to this, Xi’nuata kept a careful eye on the woman’s tail as she wove through the trees, and in the same instance kept an eye open for the living shadow nearing their quarry. A snag upon a tree gave them an advantage in the pursuit, stalling the female enough just to bring her within reach, just close enough that eager paws could snap out with stout muzzle to grab for her leg- only to have it jut violently into her face as she kicked off to resume her flight.

Audibly seething through opened jaws, the warrior too resume the chase with hardly a moment to truly register the pain of the kick. She saw only white ahead, felt only the earth under her paws, and heard only the rush of blood in her ears as adrenaline surged through her in thrilling circulation. Her sights cut to Raheerah as they neared the prominent curve of the mountain’s base. They were nearing where they wanted, but all routes of escape needed to be sealed. Again she snarled at him, this time to address the change in the land and where it led. The chase was not over, though she feigned a draw back if only to begin her swifter ascent along the mountainside, taking ground on the rocks in two if not a single bound to gain ahead. As long as he kept at the female from the forest side, the mountain and the Vale female would do their part to close the trap if able.

While attempting to keep her gaze on the pair below, she maintained her climbing pace. Breathing deeply as she ascended then exhaling slowly as she bound from one treacherous ledge to another. There was no other path more natural to her than the mountains, and it showed with the care she took in her climb. And the height only served to further excite her senses, as if the thrill of the chase was not enough to set her blood on fire.

Her jaws parted as she breathed, a shallow hiss flowing free as she began her swift descent. As she had hoped Raheerah was leading the female right where they needed her, and it was time then for the Vale female to show what she knew of the mountain.

Her timing had to be quick lest their efforts be for nothing. Guided by righteous fury, she hurried in her descent from the rocky faces leaving gaps in stride as she bound from one protrusion to another. She was ahead of them, but only by a wolf's length, though she did not falter once the moment revealed itself as a lone standing stone. Xi'nuata lept for its top then quickly turned half at an angle, half around facing the thief. Her lips peeled back as the roar rumbled from her chest, as she pushed with all her strength from the higher mark toward the female. Her intention was to slam into her shoulder if not take her by the neck, the force knocking her off course and into her companion's awaiting jaws.

Even if her bite would not find purchase on the pale female, she was content that those of her companion would make due. The hiss from the invader was a sign of their success yet the momentum of the Vale warrior kept her moving forward mid-lunge and chase. But instead of white, she shouldered a dark mass. The smell mirrored that of his companion of which she came to realize belonged to the Creek. The very pack she had visited- no, been invited to by one of its own to train. Why they would willingly trespass was beyond her understanding. Or perhaps her rage was too great for her to care.

“Be silent!” She roared in retort to the indignant female. Finding her feet beneath her, she leapt back from the pair baring both tooth and claw. “You will NOT speak that way on OUR land!” Her lips were quivering as they stretched to their fullest. Never before had she ever felt such rage toward another individual, let alone two. One had been enough to earn her anger. Now two uninvited on their lands invited a wrath that suggested the worst of thoughts in her mind. Her eyes cut swiftly from one wolf to the other then fixed on Raheerah gaging his own reaction to this new development. Then just a crazed found the pale woman again, her heavy paws falling soundly as she marched toward her with teeth revealed. “Explain this. NOW!”

The female was appalled, not because of the dealt insult (as it was she hadn’t the slightest idea what it meant), but due to the fact that despite her apparent transgressions, the wounded woman still had the audacity to (what she assumed) insult her. Was she ill? The question rested heavily on her tongue, simply begging to be uttered but rather than continuing to waste her breath, she remained silent turning only to her companion as he addressed the trespassing other. At least the fool had sense to keep himself quiet, although his lacking retreat was bound to earn the rather of the mountain beast.

Catching movement from the corner of her eye, she shot her head around to the nameless female. Her lips unfurled shook with a dare for her to progress, promising consequence if she continued. Her questions had not been answered, no punishment was dealt yet. And she would be damned to see the female leave without further harm for her trouble. Xi’nuata stepped forward… then paused to a slight movement beneath white fur. Even while enraged, she was observant, though through a more red tinted view now than ever before. There was something off about the female, a kind of ‘rounding’ that did not appear naturally brought on by food. The whole of her body seemed to conform to it, making it noticeable yet not in the same eerie instance. Perplexed, she was compelled to halt and looked again to her companion. The trembling of her lips lessened though her teeth remained bare, even as the wild anger gradually seeped from her eyes as she ordered the female.

“Get out.”