Precarious Situation

Macawi snorted at the she-wolf. "Coyote thinks not," she snapped. "Macawi will go and find a pack with a leader who does not send odd chills down Macawi's spine. Macawi does not know what it is. This... Jinx. She is... Off. Telling Macawi she would rip off her face and wear it, and lay her dead body out in the wilderness somewhere in the position of 'fucking a rabbit'... There is something wrong with her. I would never sleep in this pack, constantly wondering if she was going to come around the corner and do horrible things to Macawi."

The coyote backed up a bit from the black wolf. "Coyote will find her home elsewhere. If this wolf would not mind, would she tell Erika if she sees her that Macawi loves her as a sister? And that if she ever needs help, to howl for her, and wherever Macawi is, she will come running." Macawi's eyes shone with genuineness."Please. Will you tell her?"