Northstar Vale take control

Jinx was vulnerable, laying there, but Haunter had succeeded in distracting the Vale wolves. He placed himself firmly between herself and them. She wondered for a brief moment whether he put himself in harm's way because he respected her and had taken her instructions to pester these wolves to heart, or because she was pregnant and he seemed to subscribe to a belief that pregnant women must be protected. Whatever his reasons, Jinx wasn't noble enough to argue; she would not tell him to run and save himself, because the truth was, she would throw anyone under the bus to save herself if push came to shove. There was no need now, but the fact remained.

The cream female with the red overtones succumbed to temper, earning a snarky lift of Jinx's lips into a sneer. "I don't take orders from dirty cunts," she seethed in a clear effort to feed the woman's rage. Even Jinx knew that anger made a wolf completely irrational and error-prone. The larger wolf, the male, was forgotten for the time being, if only because he had focused on Haunter instead.

The black wolf had begun backing up at this point. He formed a fair front between herself and the female she was goading, so she was quick to gain her feet, though she winced as she set her weight on one of her hind feet. No doubt it had been crushed beneath her when she fell; she could only hope it was a sprain and nothing more, but now was not the time to examine it. She expected the female to charge her again, so her attention instantly went to Xi'nuata, but she understood Haunter's message. For now, it would be in their best interest to retreat.