Golden Glade Territorial Pissings (All of Your Base are Belong to Us)

Eden squirmed free of the two females and fled into the woods as Jhala shrieked insults at her retreating form. Moonbrook had taken a kick square to the nose, and she sniffed as a tiny bit of blood oozed from her left nostril. She paid it very little mind, of course, because the heat of the moment was still upon her. She whirled, shadowing the Alpha female as she lunged forward to assist Reek and fend off the other leader. Again, she felt a twinge of guilt and it only occured to her a moment later that a pup—nothing more than a newborn, had appeared on the scene. 

And Laurel was attacking it.

She froze, heart hammering in her chest, and all four legs splayed wide as she stood stunned at the actions of her packmate. Was this really how it was going to be? The pup shrieked, wriggling away from Laurel's snapping teeth. Moonbrook panicked. In two quick bounds she was beside Laurel, "@Laurel, NO!" she cried. "It's just a baby, let him go!" but Laurel was unrelenting so she did the only thing she could do. She shoved, hard, and both of them toppled into a heap of tangled in the snow, allowing poor little @Kieran Adrien a chance at escape.

Probably the only thing Moonbrook would realistically do in this situation. Hope I did ok, Iris!