Qeya River Feels

Wildfire withdrew slightly, offering a small smile at the mention of her aunt, then began shaking her head. "Oh, I won't need medical intervention. I think some rest will do the trick," she quickly assured her new leader. She sort of hated that she wouldn't be able to do much for her new pack right off the bat, though Wildfire would make it up to them in a few days' time. Already, she began making plans to start filling stockpiles as soon as she felt up to some small game hunting.

Thuringwethil spoke again, her tone causing Wildfire's ears to bend backward. The news washed over her like cold water. A kill order? she thought with a blink, shuffling in silence as she digested this information. She wondered at the reasons for the clash between the packs. Wildfire didn't fancy herself a peacekeeper, necessarily, but she was a fairly experienced ambassador. Immediately, she wondered if there was anything she could do to alleviate the tensions.

But it wasn't exactly her business, at least not right now. She did say, "I'll be sure to stay in the clear," then paused before adding—purely in the interest of full disclosure—"I'm not particularly close with her but I am on civil terms with Saena. She's my half-sister." If Thuringwethil wanted to use that information somehow, it was her prerogative. After disclosing this fact, Wildfire fell silent and focused on breathing through her body aches.