Phoenix Maplewood you are a forest fire, set the world aflame

Absolutely! :)

He speaks again and Thuringwethil slowly blinks enough of her response. She pays little attention to the words he offers while her only interest is making sure her message has gotten across. The maplewood would be vacant for sometime and a naïve straggler isn’t going to hinder her plans. She watches him turn then, and trot away the way she assumes he’d come from. Thuringwethil doesn’t move from her spot until he’s disappeared from view and she flares her nose for another scent, searching out the rest of the territory.