king of the hill

Jinx mirrored her, and Bazi was readying herself for a scuffle when a second, larger shape appeared at the other wolf's shoulder. The Creek girl stiffened in her bow, ears fanning out from her skull and tail wilting. An entire mountain range separated her from her pack, and she had neglected to bring muscle along for this particular journey. Without her pack, she was weak - especially against two wolves. And wasn't this the creature they had chased away from the vicinity of the Creek mere days earlier? Was he here for some kind of revenge for besmirching his pride? Her eye flickered to Jinx. Surely, this wasn't something the Silvertip alpha would sanction.

That much was confirmed by Jinx's question to her underling - his presence was unexpected. Did she know of his recent transgression? Would it be appropriate to bring it up - here? A million questions rushed around the newly appointed Beta's brain. Her best option would be to just leave, she eventually decided, and rose - slowly - to do just that, glancing in the direction of the eastern mountain range. Majesty had probably saved her skin by intruding.