Phoenix Maplewood It had become a glimmering girl

Saena would actually attack before Grace had a chance to do half the actions she took, so I'll just assume Grace outdistanced her for the sake of not injuring her and fading this. :)

Grace's mouth moved but Saena heard only the rush of blood in her ears. She'd never truly realized how much she hated disloyalty until she was faced with someone who had turned her back on the pack. It didn't help that Grace was also not the smartest of wolves. She didn't hear what was said and she wouldn't have listened anyway, because almost the second that Grace began to speak, Saena lunged, snapping her jaws toward the cripple's muzzle.

Phoenix Maplewood was not her claim any longer but she was one hell of an aggressive motherfucker about it anyway. Even the dumbest of wolves heeded aggression, as Grace did when she took her leave with rapid strides. Saena pursued but the weight of many thoughts was like an anvil on her back and she was slower than usual. Maybe it was intentional, or maybe it was incidental. Getting into a scrap before ever finding Reek and her daughters was certainly a stupid move and that reality likely contributed to her slowing well before the edge of the maple wood and letting the other wolf get away nearly unscathed.

Her breaths came rapid and shallow as she bared her teeth and snarled after Grace's retreating figure, then melted back into the shadowy wood to resume her grieving.