Duck Lake Shadow of the day

And that was that. Lunar seemed to take it very personally, rattling off a load of nonsense before turning tail and heading for home. "Different?" she muttered within earshot of her pack-mate. "Not prioritizing family, like some kind of earth worm?" Bazi felt no remorse for changing her colours so suddenly. The visitors had been friendly, alone, and potentially useful - the cotton-white Gamma had nothing to gain from chasing them off or showing aggression, as long as she they did not linger beyond their interaction with the Creek resident. But Tuwawi wanted them gone, and she took priority - always.

The Silvertip wolf disappeared quickly. Jinx would have her hands full with that. If Bazi ever came across the territorial mountain alpha, she would tell her as much - if she didn't loathe Swiftcurrent, as the departing female claimed. The most recent reports suggested that she and Fox had parted amicably - or as amicably as was possible - and Bazi wondered how strong her apparent hatred was; and why Jinx would share just that opinion with someone so new to her pack. It was useful information nonetheless, and for that she thanked the now nearly invisible stranger.

Erika remained, but likely not for long. If the rangy female met Bazi's eye, she would nod, confirming what Tuwawi had snarled. Up close, the loner was painfully thin and strangely maimed - solitude had not served her well, and Fox was not likely to take on such a poor candidate. "I would run," she told her, indicating at Tuwawi with a sideways nod. "My good sister is losing her patience."