Phoenix Maplewood What's the time, Mr Wolf

She didn't know whether to feel relief or disappointment at the stranger's curt reply. Instead of choosing either of those options, Wildfire chose to tap into that wellspring of anger that seemed to be bubbling just under the surface more frequently these days. There was really no rhyme or reason for it. But she had already been hormonal and now her mate had vanished into thin air, so why not let her wrath bubble over?

"Are you sure you haven't seen anyone else?" the Bandrona snapped. "How can you be sure if you're stuffing your face like that?"