Redhawk Caldera Be like Elsa, let it go.

Towhee wasted no time in dropping the news on them when the rest of the pack assembled. It went off a little like a bomb, filling Fiadh first with intense dread, and then, slower to build, anger. She remembered desperately wanting to be part of the group that bested the Blackfeather wolves, but she'd been forced away on a sort of vacation instead, for her own safety. They'd been too young at the time.
Now, though...
"Can't we fight them?" she wondered aloud, and in true Fiadh fashion, she followed with, "I mean, now we can help kick their asses, too! This time we'll really destroy them!" There were wolves that had left the caldera pack in the time since that last war, though. She failed to see that the addition of four Blackthorn youths would do very little to tip the scales. And she was short-sighted; all Fiadh saw was an opportunity to kick asses and take names, and she was way more interested in doing that than giving up and leaving.