Moonspear damn it tears me up

Maybe? With that response you owe me at least one more. At a later date. I demand it, she furrowed her brows and stomped playfully, but meant not a word of it. He didn't have to tell her anything he did not want to, but she did say in earnest, I would like to hear more. Hearing stories about fighting was cool. Other stories... not so much. 

Hearing about his own adventure was interesting. Sarah, who was his sister as she had found out when he had joined, and he got in a skirmish with a stranger who stole a leg. She looked at his shoulder, impressed herself at the mark... but it sounded like Terance and Sarah got to keep more than enough of the doe for themselves. It was a shame the other got away with a leg, but it made sense they wouldn't chase-to-kill the offender on No Mans Land, as then coyotes, or other opportunistic creatures, would try to get some as well. 

Moonspear's had two trespassers... one was trying to steal from us. I killed them, with the help of my sisters and my mom... that's where this came from, her notched ear flicked. And then another who got real deep into Moonspear one night. I'm not sure how... and why they didn't turn back... but my sisters and I got that one, too. Real quick... I think they were crazy, so the world was better off—one less thief, and one less maniac to threaten the lives of any pack. Hydra didn't think anything of what she had done, as they'd both been necessary. The yellow-eyed one had tried to kill her, too, and had hurt Alya. There was no surviving that.