It has been some days since she had been bruised by the mighty elk- while Uriel didn't let it show, but she couldn't say it didn't hurt. Sleeping was the most painful part, she couldn't bend to her right side nor' sleep on it. It has gotten better, a lot better in those few days that now she can do a lot more then before, and now.. Wanted to go after the one who did it to her.

However, the lioness needed others to help. That was the issue.

She was searching for the stag with wolf bite markings on his back legs, perhaps scabbed by now, but not healed. Uriel circled the herd, silver eyes watching with a keen interest to where he would be, as surely the one who hurt herself and Holly would be around. She was determined for revenge, to bring his legs to the fellow lioness. 

However her circle led to another wolf in her territory, as she heard someone call for others, and approached quietly to not scare off the herd, "hunting party?" Uriel questioned and prodded, wondering if others were around.. Despite the unsettling feeling of her one-day to be claimed territory, a hunting party would be a delightful activity, especially for the revenge she sought for.

She nodded, taking note there was a pack nearby, that was not Legion, nor' Whitebark Stream, "I see.. I live here." She gazed at the other without malice, but there was a hint of coldness, as she indirectly stated that the land she entered, is Uriel's claim.

"There is not," she shook, as the day was here, Hemlocke wouldn't come, and she wished not to burden Holly already, "I am Uriel of Skyward."

"Perhaps we can still try, despite numbers reduced." It was silly, to think the two could take down the stag. However, he is wounded, their would be a noticable limp, causing him to slow-down. Perhaps with two, unsurprised wolf who planned to attack, they could be victorious. As much as she was displeased on someone hunting within her grounds, she was more determined to take down the one who harmed herself, and Uriel's friend.

"Room to grow." She wasn't sure of the origin of this wolf, but refrained from showing weakness, and the irritation that was growing just a bit. The other smelled of others as well, so perhaps another nearby Pack. Uriel did not want to start yet another issue with a neighbor. She already had feelings against Legion. She had to let it slide... For now. It could be said her groups ideals was a wish, but made her a hypocrite in return.

"He is injured," she pointed out the male stag, ignoring the taunt, "if they run, he will fall behind."

Uriel nodded, finding no reason to argue. She prowled to the left, quietly circling the herd.. Watching the injured stag. She had a thirst for the vengence, and bring down the foe who hurt her comrade.. As a Major should, avenge her vassals. For the ward, she believed, he felt like a threat. Silver eyes glowed in desire as she slowly lurched forward.

However, the lioness yet attack. She knew if the attempt of to rile them up, he would only attack in rage with any other. She wanted to wait till the rest were seperated.. So they did, with only a bit of time. They wandered further away from him, perhaps he was staying behind to guard, Uriel didn't know. She looked over to Kiwi, and nodded, and attack in waiting.

Was the other ready?

She was.