Emberwood O the wild charge they made

With one last look, she turned on her heels, not looking back to meet the triumphant gazes set on her back. They had not won anything, as they so arrogantly thought. There had been no quarrel, no battle to be won, and no blood had been spilled. But let them think that, she smirked. As long as they thought they got what they wanted, all was fine. Besides, they had another location set up and it was no trouble to move. 

No doubt they would patrol to see if they actually left, but she didn't care, there was no harm and that was alright for her. She wondered if the other packs were the same, territorial with the same inflated ego. Little did she know, they would turn out to be just the same with a lighter shred of decency. You couldn't get anywhere if everyone started marking war on everyone without a second shot, at least, that's what she believed. 

Amara exits