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The stranger shot her a smug smile and Towhee read her lips. Her eyes narrowed and she snarled, though the remark confused her more than anything. Was that supposed to be an insult? Wolves were pack animals; of course they would defend their territory as a group. She didn't dwell on it long, a sense of relief flooding through her as the she-wolf finally swiveled and loped away into the darkness, not without a leering Towhee watching her every move until she disappeared.

-I'm fine,- she reassured Phox before he even said anything. Nevertheless, she nodded at his suggestion. -You need to teach me to howl sometime,- she said as they began striding back toward the caldera proper. -I need to be able to summon backup. Will you show me? Maybe tomorrow?- Right now, all she wanted was to clean the loathsome blood off her face and neck, then get some rest; as they walked home, the exertion caught up to her and she realized she was exhausted.