Wild Berry Meadow battlefield

His submission was unexpected, but she could not lie and she felt no pride. Perhaps this was not truly her meadow, or perhaps he'd mistaken her for another, but the respect was nice. Pride was squashed, a smug lash of her tail stilled before it could even begin, and she merely dipped her own head in greeting. "hello," she said simply. It was a moment before she continued, but she was not that arrogant, no. "you don't need to do that."