Lone Star Mountain combustion

The other reacted to a standard the inkjet woman approved of. And though the other spoke, Saghani only looked on at her. The brewing tempest subsided, and Saghani snorted loudly at the words at last. Here she was, all for the other to see. And at that thought, Saghani turned to go wanting to at last move on from this, to go to where the rams clashed. The other wolf, Lemongrass, as she had introduced herself, would only be permitted to follow her if she did so quietly. Saghani herself demonstrated this with a practiced finesse. Her footfalls could barely be heard, but then at this point Saghani was not yet stalking or in hiding. She first had to find the herd before she slowed herself with measured steps, to do what she had set out to do in the first place.