Bearclaw Valley this town ain't big enough for the both of us

the raven had not forgotten about the pair of sisters, she had just  been practicing active avoidance measures.  enough time had passed that she assessed that the whole thing blew over without incident, and she no longer had to fear the two of them rounding in on her.

so when laurel's scent wafted from behind, worry did not spark within her breast and hum in her extremities the way they had when it was him on the line.  the woman still had reigi's watchful eye as she left the valley, but the shade would have been content to leave it there.

however.

while the subtle intricacies of being a cunt were lost on reigi, and she did not have an inkling of pack structure or rank, the only person she had seen carry themselves like that had been xan.  she could not help the exaggerated plume of breath that escaped her nostrils, and had the former intricacies been known to her she would have accompanied it with an eye roll.